She stays on my mind like a soldier at attention
And I cant guard my heart from scrolling her pics to no end
She isn't even real but I have to force her out of my imagination...
Doing drive bys through Sonic on Sundays
She's sitting beside me licking the spoon freshly dipped in her sundae
Then she disappears like like a mist I wish would hide the games my mind plays
Russell Westbrick-
Every shot I shot went sideways...
So many ladies foreign to my real destiny
So many curses on my quest for family
Lack of intention disgraced and misplaced synchronicity
Last thing I expect to see when I look in the mirror is me.
The journey to discover purpose is my wife
Married to the internal struggle to dispel the lies-
Lies I thought would define me and my life
But these lies turned into the disease blinding my third eye.
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