Kicking up Feet

If I were to sit back and kick up my feet

It’d be like playing a broken record on repeat

I’m tired of this rat race, I’m tired of the grind

I’m tired of arguing with every mother fucking kind

People, that just don’t make any sense

They look out into the world through one shitty lens

Their own life

It’s just me, myself and I

The person who refuses to be shy

I speak my mind

I open up and dispose my insides

Ethnically raised by all kinds led to being culturally divine

A confirmed hypocrite who makes mistakes on the fly

Using contradictions while becoming more wise.

Are you going to be an actor or just play shy

I know there are thoughts in your mind

Sit back kick up your feet, open up that mind

Read me a few lines

Show me what your working with on the inside

In due time everything will shine

Every morning the light comes back

No matter how dark nights prime

Keep that in mind while you’re running that mile.

It’s not about yesterday, today or tomorrow

It takes longevity to reach the stars

A million miles is never about those first few steps

Or those getting ready breaths

It’s in the end that journey is complete.

Where is your head?

How’s those breathing patterns?

Are you manifesting your intentions?

Add that all up = your greatness.


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