People think I go about this world oblivious and aimlessly
But I'm actually a very calculated thought out personality
I keep everything locked up in my mentality
Got one those minds that don't forget all that easily
Got trauma on the brain but Got it fixed outside of drudgery
No one helped but I helped myself quite abundantly
Mental illness gets worse over time, fact
Gotta reframe your brain if you don't get it treated right the first time, fact
People watch and speak like they planning all their moves for me
But yo I was born before my mind decided time was enough for me
Who got so attached at love they walked like love is blind, that's me
Though the words you write feel like you playing games with me
Ain't got no time for obvious wordplay that got created accidentally
Cause other minds, just some, are so oblivious how to do it creatively
Of the yous and everybody that came in contact with despiteful tragedy
Oh yea, my minds f0cked from all the third degree
Plays with emotion like a ton of bricks just fell on me
But I still that child that stood up for my best buddies
Though they fronting they knew from the beginning that I was wiser
Than a hen cooped up with just a pen
All before we all developed through puberty
Time passes time passed and to be kind is the last fault
I remember every moment if I ever got to meet you properly
Too bad bad words and opinions come out vengefully
Cause I never had anything but good words and truth to speak
Once upon a time
By my calculation of not spreading bad seeds.
But guess that's why I played out the dumbfodder
So I didn't have to stick out like others want to be
In the front always their own life world and the problems
That unite masses of quantity over quality
It's a shaaaame that you got messed up by your own heart
Thinking you had an ounce of soul in your own vibration you be giving
But look close
People attract what they wanna be
It's called conscious collectivity and connectivity
But others
Too focused on a prize rather than
living a journey built on positivity.
Complain less embrace more strangers relentlessly
Then maybe bitches'll get the riches
to be satisfied with they own personality.