waited for summer to dance.
its summer, so quick, one glance
my body doesnt want to move
i’ve been idle for too long.
i’m rusty, and embarrassed of the movement and creativity that exudes
no longer a muse
money, livin’, and i’m still up in here
i can barely speak my mind
with a glare that leaves me blind
he said remember those other times you weren’t suppose to make it. bounce back, want it, and take it.
i’m reminded of the times i almost didnt graduate high school. yeah, i almost didnt make it
what’s so bad about failing a stats class a second time …
when there’s real life shit on my mind
she got me measuring my pinky
i only wanna lift my pinky if i’m sippin wine
after all the shit i’ve gone through
it wouldnt be the end of the world
not fair to my mind
here’s another talent locked up in their world. Naïve she fallin’ behind
wonder where i’ll be next year..
wonder where i’ll be a month from now
wonder where i’ll be tomorrow
remember those times you weren’t suppose to make it. bounce back..
i reply, i’m just glad i got ta see another day
i made it.
Cap and gown
Momma I made it.