SILLY ROMANCE

on display its 12:34 on my Iphone I let my breath out its ice cold lights off I see no brightness setting words to dark mode dazzled by this art form but Im in the blindfold walkin on the block Dikembe sayin not in my home smashin G like EICO switchin my lane gonna make me happier Im on the tightrope tryna find a meaning of life in the hit I caused some say its diamond chain some say its rhinestone I see a lot of stains to wipe for survival The name of the game is hustle hard everyday Wons here Yens there coffee and Nyquil feel like Im foreign they givin me different eyes the same timezone Im playin the different time when we talk about house I would say Chicago what they say is Seoul City and fluctuating prices we on the different tides in and out ridin on the different vibes in this gentrified jungle dry for pisces my emotion should be hydrated to persevere with the work Im puttin in and flow like the water been a hungry soul, so I gotta eat and conquer a fear of being alone constantly I read and ponder the next move I make I gotta keep the balance but whatever action I take maintain a straight posture aim for the greater goal the poster boy being humbled by every lesson I earned a fortune that I tussled throughout the 4 seasons we wonder luck or hustle finna squeezen go getem all the way my cookie crumbles its 12:43 I feel the pressure when I pass the trees thru the friggin smoke that I aint see the paranoia actin up demanding tax and fees caught up in the matrix while seemingly stackin bills coppin all the hassle eatin the dream only allow pain and baffle me they all blame on me this road gettin lonely but I just keep on walkin to the trophy like its a calling I aint goin phony Life is like a battle winnin the dream for me unleash and articulate the thoughts chained on me this road gettin lonely but I just keep on walkin to the trophy like its a calling I aint goin phony