In Between The Tough Times I Wonder...

I spun myself around the planet and cared less

this careless,self-disrespecting,dynamo with a fast track to self destruction

Weaker than the piss he just took in your neighbors bird feeder

but hardy hardy har bitch I’m a real rude, crude, angry bitch (period)

with a mean streak for people who can’t add up to me when I’m on point

with the pen and the paper

Tear my rolling paper I got a pipe baby

and its smooth like the next piece Imma show you.

I don’t smoke baby, but it looks cooler

I’m Wyatt Earp digging graves at Tombstone down in the wild wild west

Way from the east coast

Living Cali life

Pursue and you shall exceed

Where all the people go after they meet you at Cheers drunken fall nights in Boston

Three years later and I’m loving it

So let me say the right things and smoke the greatest words

I mean speak in open verse

So you can understand the master commander driving our space shuttle

Ask questions when you need to

At a million miles tell me when you free and I’ll be by in the breeze

Sweep you off your feet and fly away in my Superman cape

I got you

Trust you

Honor and respect you

I’m sorry my past looks fuzzy, but thats what happens when you live at a 100 miles an hour

Things just seem to past us by,

Too much of a good thing and we throw it away

Way can’t more people understand I’m just doing me

And a sorry to the people I did wrong and may I be influenced

refined like fine wine and champagne

Candle light nights

and blow out the stars when we say good morning

Sure I made some mistakes, but probably nothing you haven’t done. Am I right?

So who am I to judge

Just know these guidlines sway both ways in a breeze

so don’t be ashamed come talk to me

any problems you have with me let me know honestly

Cause trust me I won’t hulk out and freak out or put you blast