.deep azz shit.

Let me mash these words like potato's on Thanksgiving Standin' up all day, feelin' good for the evening, starving So sentimental, something obvious and awesomely always strong It's like my thoughts of these memories manifest into one I have a good life, 'cause I don't invite advice I let myself be the self portrait of Jabez I could change my name, and be famous if I made it Jabez isn't lame, he plays the game all the same Just relays the information that his brain is portrayin' Maybe it's studying rhyme zone 'til I was smart enough to know That ledges are dangerous, but heights were never ignored If I could get so high to think of these rhymes, imagine what most people would think about life They live by this shit, almost die, and let music be what Jesus did Resurrect him from the grips of judgement Sit him down, tell him it's mean when you judge me Spit in his face for all the grievances, he should grieve, bitch! He has every reason to spit! I wish reflections weren't seen, 'cause sis looks at pops and thinks he's just like me Nope, I'm Jabez Z, Zackary, the champion of always strong Mental gold medals only I can see, I love me And that's deep as shit