Vent Key: Dedicated to the AOWL
This week I'm dropping different than ever before.
My rhymes are impressive, but the message is more.
I've forgotten this. I've severed the cord.
I hid behind my words. Figured it was best for the board.
In truth, I lost the drive and hid like a coward;
I was in denial, shit, I thought I spit with power
But I didn't. I floundered.
Took the negativity, "This week you suck."
Like, did you even read it you fucks?
But now I get it. I was a heathen in a rush
in a demon's clutch barely breathing.
It was rough.
My heart was broken and a part of me was awoken
I thought was dead but he caught me again.
I'm sorry you were shown this,
but I believe it was largely an omen to clear my mind
Instead of downin' beers with tears in my eyes,
Hittin' the mirror, "You fuckin queer!? You cryin!?"
Now I'm here and I'm fine.
I switched gears; rewind with a clear mind.
I'm just glad it got here in time...
Because I was near death.
See I gotta heart defect, same as my dad,
I suppose my ways was paved when he passed.
I'm reckless - cusp of death, shit.
Too many Vicodin, shakin' attack,
laid on my back waiting to pass to hades like trash,
But something saved me. I'm glad.
Reborn a new man, no, I'm a baby in fact,
learning a new way to rap.
Blessed I made it doing my best to make it
with the rest of the sages that survived death through their pages.
This key is nothing, but the message is sacred.
Happy Thanksgiving.
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