02.15.11

i’m trynna get my name on your shirt
but still prep better than the rest of em
intellect still sparks when my spit spurts 
guess it’s my quest to sit amongst the best of em 
see my journey is far from over
pushed two cars till they were dead
i’m feelin like there’s no truth to four leaf clovers
i’m grover, so blue, but numb to the pain 
senseless to any clues, rules, or uncomfortable change
it’s funny what life throws you
is it god or the devil makin you do what you go through
so many people feedin emotional hues
i’m trynna skip out, but not dip out, and still keep my cue
and i will refuse to lose so long as i choose
grab fate by the neck if she dare  to neglect
while i’m kickin hades off my feet
it’s like rabies when i reach that peak to succeed 
go head and think, but don’t
breath easy