Busting through closed doors like the shots from a baretta. Walking around this bitch like I gotta vendetta. Me tippy toe around you?... ummm... Yeah, how about never.. I got ties with those eyes that reside in the sky and carry a striking resemblance to mine in an undoubted measure. We are as thick as thieves in the cold of the night whose mere existence relies upon the level in which we're seasoned and a meek mystique making every move clever. At this very moment, a movement is underway in a shift for the better, so you could see it for yourself in 2020. We the people have forgotten about our fought for rights, and God-given gifts only to be left with a lack of empathy and barely any understanding whatsoever. This one will take some will and time, yeah you read that right, and you better believe it's not 1 to be forgotten, when a legacy is created, it will always be remembered. Meanwhile... I know I got some haterz out there, this is a shot at y'all...I mean a shout out to y'all cuz I know you will follow me until you love me, and I love y'all right back, y'all my "best friends" forever... I see you doing the most from a safe place in the crowd, background blending, energy transcending from prideful boast, moving when told with the rest of the hurd, and everyone knows cowards flawk together. Carry on cracking bad jokes hoping no one will know that behind a mask they hide 1 of their 2 faces whichever you meet at that time is the 1 that suits them better. A mirror of their own insecurities like rubber and glue, your off putting hate is rubber bouncing off others back to the place where it originated, getting stuck like glue, user error, and return to sender. Keep watching me though, even if you have to pretend not to see that no matter where I go, I will be nothing short of a trendsetter. Why y'all out here acting like king kong with big ol balls, in class without your clothes on and we can all see em hanging out the bottom of your tiny pink thong, envy like jolly green giant and this is your lamest hour ever. The word has gotten out, and you have been warned, we got winners on the way, Kendrick Lamar, what you say!?!? HEY...Come out and play, you getting cut down to size every time, and it's off with the head like that Queen once said on record. Call me Muhammad Ali when I float like a butterfly, sting like a bee, my footwork is on point, and I'm motivational levitation in the game, I'm light like a angels wing feather. I will always pour my heart and soul out to you through my poetry of scattered knowledge that I call my love letters. I'm only human trying to stay humble, even on the days that my soul feels weak, pride beaten and bruised, leaving me confused as delirium sets in like hypothermia, induced by the harshest of weathers.. Obstacles I continue to conquer with my cruise control on, I stay calm and collected, and now I'm feeling like Dr. Dre, in the lab with a pen and pad, pulling labels off the those rules that were made to be followed by the fools, trying to do my part, tying up the lose ends, while tapping out beats to these flows. In the fast lane on go mode, trying to make it back home, so don't get in my way while I'm bouncing back and forth from lane to lane trying to get around these folks that be a little too slow. I don't give a shit about no 10 seconds of fame, I'm just glad I'm here as a VIP from the nose bleeds; I'm both observing and playing my role in the show.. Always tardy to the after party, but I will still be there to show my face, even when it's a muddy disgrace. Time after time, but what the fuck is time? I just leave mine up to fate, and the good Lord knows why he made me this way. My clock runs in place STRIGHT out the dimension that intertwines both time and space.

Jessie J AkA Jessica Rae Johnson
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