Knockout
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So allow me to inject you,
with some true moral substance,
The type that's guaranteed,
to knock out all the extra bullshit,

I have faith in all my actions,
cause I know that they have meaning,
Fidelity to my brethren,
I have no more time for scheming,

The frankness that I speak with,
can sometimes come off as rude,
But I carry integrity,
I want us all to have food,

I had a revelation once,
while lost inside my thoughts,
that sincerity and realness,
were the feelings that I sought,

Dishonesty from the hungry,
made me feel I was alone,
and disloyalty from my dogs,
made me stop throwing them bones,

The falsehood that we live in,
puts a gloomy tint on life,
I used to lie and put on a smile,
when I was overcome with strife,

In actuality I see now,
I was just hurting myself,
Being happy was too hard,
so I was cool with bottom shelf,

The bottom line is try hard,
even when it makes no sense,
and be the brass tacks in everything, no matter the event,

My certainty is concrete,
and no one can hold me down,
Performing good deed after good deed,
till the day I earn my crown,

So allow me to inject you,
with some true moral substance,
The type that's guaranteed,
to knock out all the extra bullshit,

I'm an entity worth knowing,
because I'm guaranteed to shine,
My existence is absolute,
and revolves around my grind,

Every matter that I've come across,
was overcome with patience,
The name of the game is hustle,
so before I leave I'll say this,

The nuts and bolts are still loose,
take the time to tighten up,
The object of the game,
is still covered in funky stuff,

It's a phenomenon,
the game is still played the way it is,
My presence alone lets you know,
I came to handle biz,

In the real world,
the bullshit just lingers until it bubbles,
My sensibility,
makes me aware of oncoming trouble,

The substance that we live in,
can leave situations sticky,
In the end I want the truth,
but right now I'm not too picky,

Some sort of validity will do fine,
for the present moment,
My verisimilitude is killing the game,
here's my condolence,

My belief is that my hustle,
will pay off mixed with the grind,
It's reality no fantasy,
I'm guaranteed to shine,

So allow me to inject you,
with some true moral substance,
The type that's guaranteed,
to knock out all the extra bullshit,
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#2
Wow....this comes across as both righteous and arrogant, and in some way, this makes me think of an immortal, or a warrior.
I like it a lot.
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#3
Thank you that means a lot to me.
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#4
Hi Rodthegod, I see there are no self-esteem issues here, lol.
This is a good read, the moralizing woven with a light touch. I interpreted a contradiction here:
The substance that we live in,
can leave situations sticky,
In the end I want the truth,
but right now I'm not too picky,

Some sort of validity will do fine,
for the present moment,
My verisimilitude is killing the game,
here's my condolence,

It is a nice touch, a stepping back. Very nicely done, I enjoyed it.
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