Inspired.

It's hard for me to find a beat and be inspired entirely Cause most of these schemes they seem to pop up uninvited see I lay down to sleep and hope to dream, but these thoughts I have are rowdy beings I'm tossing over coming clean Why waste my time in trying to justify the means? Downtrodden; causeless grief Is that just my cost to breathe? I guess I'm used to crossing streams Not this ocean that's in front of me And my boots have these spreading seams Laces loose and my lips are too Making moves is hard to do without the proper motives passing through my head I'm not trying to defect I'm caught up in this mode where I deflect And so I battle here instead, when I should just make amends, and put it all to rest You tell me that I can't and I'll show you that I can What you fail to understand is this part of my larger plan Always taking chances, so that I'm the one who ends up signing all the cash advances My tongues a whip and I have left some pretty deep lashes From now on, my wife's the only one who's leaving scratches Sinning against myself, I've had it I'm already an addict so I can't keep adding on to the constant bodily trauma that makes me stagnant Caught in constant nausea, I'm a by product of love no longer Class is drab and I'm drawn to grass to ponder Just need a tad. Now those around me mad, cause I'm a talker Always stressed to impress like I'm Gaylord Focker All I ever wanted was to wed the pastor's daughter. But she's engaged now so I guess I shouldn't bother But I just met another. And the Lord's showing I can wait. Keep putting one foot in front of the other Just give me a minute to make a living. Cause no woman deserves a man who can't handle his business Patience is a virtue. And it will save our hearts from stitches