Swimming

asrealastheycome

lately I been thinking who the fuck am I tryna be

Search lyrically, for the answer to that mystery

Look up to the stars contemplating wit my Mary Jane

Know that shit can’t stay the same

Time to flip the page

Rearrange switch my lane

That usually ain’t my type of game

But visually realizing gotta be strategizing some different plays

Orchestrate my offensive lethal like stephen curry shootin from range

Go insane, like Joaquin blowin out De Niro’s brains

Yea Imma joker but I got smoke fer any other rapper who claims they can spit these flames

Like I do

I can spit bars or recite a haiku

Must I remind you

I know the water might be deep

I swim to dive through

That’s gold just like Michael Phelps

I stock word play on a fuckin shelf

Got so much surplus it’d be enough to stack it up all the way to Orion’s Belt

  • Author: asrealastheycome (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 29th, 2021 21:00
  • Category: Spiritual
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