When I'm Writing, I'm Thinking About How

I Done Became Bigger Swervin Writin In My Peer's Lane. Same Dudes That Used To Holla My Engineer's Name.

So Cry If You Need To But I Can't Stay To Watch You It's The Wrong Thing To Do

They Take The Greats From The Past And Compare Us. I Wonder If They'd Ever Survive In This Era. In A Time Where It's Recreation, To Pull All Your Skeletons Out The Closet Like Halloween Decorations.

Good Women Are Rare Too, None Of Them Have Come Close

I Wish That We Lived In A Time And A Generation Where People Would Stop Viewing My Honesty As Overly Emotional. People Always Act Like I Spend My Life Crying In A Dark Room. I Don't, I'm Good. I'm A Man. I Want To Be Remembered As An Artist That Gave You A Piece Of Me, As Opposed To Some Surface Bullshit. I Don't Think People Realize That We Die, We Leave Here, And Either They Forget About You Or Remember You. And How They Remember You Is Up To You. I Just Want To Be Remembered As A Poet That Was Open And Honest Because I Wake Up Every Morning And I'm Me.