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At certain junctions it became more obvious
Stripped the gaudiness
Tried to make art and never considered the audience
Leave an author's note
Let it read like a doctor's quote
I got homies on TV who vacation where it's tropical
I'm saving money for my opticals
No health insurance, it's an obstacle
But I refuse to compromise, mission impossible:
Raise a black family on an avant garde art hustle
Spaced out in the grocery store, wondering "Am I a loser?"
Be telling mom a lot of fans of mine's on the computer
Imma make this next batch of T-shirts and bounce back
Perhaps I'm one track away from something
And even this here is a prayer for something
My down beat never hopeless
Ro stay focused, forward momentum
But it feel good to vent
But it feel good to vent

Sure as the yoyo drops
Sure as the furnace burns firey, the plans coming nicely