Wats wrong

I feel something new up in my bones,

Some new heat between my toes,

My pubic hair has grown in,

My baby hair has grown thin,

My Steven Tyler chick says she don’t love me,

Say my balls don’t swing past her knees,

She say my hands hold too much heat,

And my locs have too much soul in between,

My, my, my, ego be, patron(-n)izing,

Gangstaraptalk gives me the freedom that I need,

When she grab herself, look me in the eyes and say she not horny for me,

Im stuck in a rut,

My wool feels like satin when she lay with me,

He lays his head on my soul while he bathes in heat,

My hands cover their bodies, give them instant ecstasy,

Giving them vibes they never felt before,

While my energy is getting drained,

People emptying their souls to me,

I wonder if they do it knowingly,

Do they feel me grounding their energy under their feet,

Do they feel a sense of healing after talking to me,

I am creating new bible verses,

Telling everyone the truth is in their veins,

Creating super-duper villians,

Now I can go insane,

I miss my daughter,

Now I can go insane,

I see her face when I close my eyes,

Now I can go insane,

When I was lost in the desert,

I saw a knife in my back,

Now im having flashbacks,

And now I don’t recognize myself,

Who is this person crying out for help,

Im on my knees now,

God please don’t turn me to salt for looking back,

''Wats wrong, wats wrong'',

When I sit and think, 

I cant feel my feet,

Im floating on a nimbus,

And wishing you were me,

And that I was you,

Wat is wrong? Wat is wrong?

I know the truth.

 
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