As I look in front of me
I tell you what I see
I see the universe laid out before me
on these
Remo heads of
this drum set
As I navigate with the beats I make
I fly through the stars on the
ring of these
cymbals that are symbolic of the
crashes of my life that
did not stall me
Victory over all that stand
before me
A head above the rest
sometimes I need to come down and rest
from the form I take when these beats I make
Sometimes I wonder why I was blessed
with this mind of mine that I use to rhyme
to the riddim of these
wooden sticks that are
extensions of my
mind. Oh my
What have I
done that I
have leaked the freak
inside of me. Now I
can't contain my
brain as it wanders
Down paths and roads I chose
Wondering why oh why did I trip and stumble
and ooh ah as my life crumbles
But forget Grits
It's time for me to bite this lip