Weekly Thoughts #24

Just the other day I was thinking about making this blog and writing about how I was waiting for my results for the sleep apnea test. The test that I had been waiting for a month for the results. It’s the only thing, for now, that was holding me back. Well, April 19th I got the results which stated that I had no evidence of sleep apnea like I had been thinking since they diagnosed me with it in October.

It feels like a burden has been lifted off my shoulder. I’m so close to being submitted to the committee. During the bariatric surgery process, you have to be submitted to a committee that decides when you can have the surgery and I’m just a few steps away from there.

It feels like I just released Poetic Gift and I’m already closing the door on another project. 20 tracks in but I don’t feel like it’s complete yet. After these last 2 then I’ll start chopping it down to a good 12 songs for this project.

As far as performing. I’m slowly making my way there. Going to busboys and poets and being in the atmosphere makes me want to get up there. But I’m still held back by the fear. I’m encouraged a lot about it but I’ll just go when I’m ready. I don’t want to rush and mess up.

I just wanted to vent for a second. So I thought I’ll bring this back. Sometimes it’s good to vent out loud and clear your mind and get a good assessment of what’s going on. Like always like, comment and subscribe to my mailing list to stay updated on my blog posts. Follow me on all social media platforms.

Writing Prompt #27

Put your music on shuffle. Write a poem beginning with the first phrase you hear.

Fuck these niggas talking about man

I just want a hundred grand

Is all these artists talk about

They can’t make good music so they just talk about stuff that brings clout

Money, drugs, girls, all the things that bring us down

But we talk about it because that’s all we can get on the beat

I wish they would just take a seat

If you can’t rap then why even take that leap

Our people dropping to their knees

Because of the drugs their taking

Because of what your songs saying

You’re not even taking

Your faking

While they’re dying

Or killing to feed the addiction they gained

What am I talking about man

I guess I started tripping too from listening to you

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