The Past (Spoken Word)

It’s hard to think about my future

Cause my past got me buried in a casket

It did open my eyes to the people that are plastic 

They switch and stretch for anyone like they elastic

It’s crazy how something so long ago keeps on lasting


And I just want to start spazzing 

Cause I’m tired of being played like a game of Madden 

Cause I had to watch my dreams get flatten

I know one day I want to be the greatest 

But it’s hard because of this depression 


It got me detained like I’m in detention 

And it’s here every day like it got perfect attendance 

Like a slave, I just want my independence 

I got to escape so I can finally strengthen 

Maybe I need to get checked 


So I can finally get my blue check

I’m so tired of losing rest

I’m just locked down in a mental cell

Every time I fall I feel like I failed

It’s getting hard to stand and look in the mirror


Each day is like another thriller

Always thinking about putting a chopper to my head and becoming a killer

Just letting my soul sing like Bryson tiller

Sometimes I think I need a woman to build with

I had this one chick


I messed around and let her dip

Maybe I’m just not the loving type

Or maybe I need to get right

Before I can fall for someone I like

Sometimes I think about all the tears that left my momma’s face 


Over the last few years for past mistakes 

Believe me, I wish I could take all the pain away

But I’m not god

Sometimes I wish I was

I’m not the type to express emotions in person


So to really see the truth you got to read between my lines

The truth will always reveal at some time

See me in person and I’ll tell you I’m doing fine

Sometimes I wonder why I keep on lying 


Maybe I’m just too used to not trying 

So I’ll continue to smile on the outside 

While I suffer on the inside 

I’m just trapped in my past

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Confessions (Spoken Word)


I just want to talk

Like ever since my 20th I feel like it’s finally gone

Like I’m finally done

But part of me don’t want to believe it’s true

I sometimes think it’s just sitting in the dark waiting to play peek a boo

At that point I don’t know what I’m going to do

This is me just being true

Like I don’t know if this moment in Time is just temporary

But I really hope it’s not

Because that feeling had me tied down, I mean tighter than a knot

To the point where I just wanted to

You know what I’m not going to speak that feeling into existence

I don’t even want it to make its grand entrance

Cause I kinda like this happy feeling

But I know I got a little bit more drilling

To do before I hit that grand moment

Where I can celebrate and hang my achievements up like an ornament

And be proud of my improvement

I use to think my life had a measurement

To the point where I couldn’t go beyond a certain point

But I know now that my achievements has no limit like master p

Tired of writing about my old pain, I’m ready to show the world who I be

Best believe I’m going to make it the goal that you know me

I got my gift in full effect

My gas tank still on full meaning I got a lot left

And I’m going to keep going till I lose my breath

I use to want people to see and hear what I felt

But now I’m just all about my passion

I’m just letting out my confessions

I use to be stressing

But you only seen my blessings

Some things I use to write about just needed some addressing

Used my gift to scream to the people who wasn’t hearing me correctly

I was coming for my haters directly

Grandma use to say why don’t you write about being happy

I used to laugh it off

But truth be told, my soul been hurt

My heart couldn’t let me be fake because i was thrown in the dirt

Had to let the world hear first

Spent the last 6 years fighting the urge

Now I’m free and ready to go to work

I’m just letting out my confessions

True Love (Spoken Word)

I miss this too much

I know I messed up

But all is forgiven I’m ready to sweep that under the rug

This feeling is like having a gun tucked

But can’t pull it out to do battle so I’m just fucked

I need this Spoken word to lean on like a crutch when my legs broke

I take baths with my regrets while I let the what if’s soak

Trying to revive my life and career

My mind is tired of all these wasted years 

My eyes are tired of shedding tears

While I sit and smile and act like I don’t care

When I really care

But there’s something about my emotions that I refuse to share

Unless there’s a mic involved 

Sort of like how a boxer needs his gloves

I need this mic when push comes to shove

I guess you can say this is my one true love

This was a gift from the man above

This is all i think about when i wake up

This is all i think about when I got to sleep

This will probably be what I’m known for when I’m deceased

I’m just in love with this gift inside my soul

It’s what makes me whole

I use to not have any goals

But now I know

That i got to be the greatest you’ve ever seen

Didn’t have any goals when i graduated in 2015

Now I got to be more recognizable than Jordan with 6 rings

No matter what setbacks I go through I will go down as the King

It’s just something about being able to touch souls

Something about rhyming everything together till it just fluently go together as a whole

Writing bars that’s colder than the tip of an iceberg

Letting my mind wander like Phineas and Ferb

When I went through the setback I was so disturbed

But i couldn’t just sit on the curb

I had to get back to work

Because i would go to the end of the earth

For my one True Love