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i wander but i aint lost, im a boss
through the muddy water n the frost
im exhausted from nobody talks
runnin mouths n losing ground
we movin now around the south
up end the north i pour it out
im forced to play through draughts
got it in so i had to remove doubts
no room for failure so fix ya wig
the time is now dont sip n swig
i swear these folks think they BIG
never did a bid or took a risk
its easy math no flickin wrists
minds gone n it shouldnt exist
I almost really dig that, some far out shit, but also a little too, ehh, self propped gangaster-ish for my liking in a poem. It has the ingredients for me to dig it though. That start line is very cool. But you kind of kill it by saying something silly like im a boss. I almost feel like you looked into oxymorons too. Or maybe you saw my name. But i vibe with where youre going. keep it up. Drop some more.
Thank you. I really appreciate your input.
For the simplicity I thought it was an amazing flow and to the point. As far as content, I agree... maybe in the future you expand on why you feel the current day is confused. I’d love to hear them thoughts.