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JMIKAL

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Me I'm still stuck in my ways
I don't got nothing to say
I just copy paste
Talked to the old me
I looked in his face
Said if you don't believe it
You'll never be great
Always been fueled by the product of hate
I got to go get it, no option to wait
Destined for greatness before I was eight
My purpose is bigger than money and fame
Sometimes I get down and I drown in self hate
When that passes away though this hunger remains
Something about my work ethic don't change
My minds overwhelming its hard to relate
Bury the old me and bag the remains
Ship it away get it out of my face
Another beat murdered, I'm cold as the case
But most of these rappers ain't bold as they state
My hunger went drained my emotions went dry
Missing some people I know in the sky
Recently I ain't been able to write
Is this passion something I know I should stop?
I'm overthinking I do it a lot
It always affects every mood that I got
I try to make music most people will like
But that's killing the realness and way that I write

Back to the basics,
I write from my heart
Like I used to when no one could hear the sound
Got a girl that I love
And I want to commit
But that's hard when I don't want to settle down
Got some thoughts in my head
That keep me overthinking at night
And I just want to let them out
So I go to my pad and I write them all down
Its a way I can cope and just level out
But lately I'm struggling tryna do that
Cause I think of the people that I'm around
So I try to make music I think that they'll like
And its taking my passion and got me down
I been talking to God
I been growing a lot
But sometimes I just want him to hear me out
Can you lead the way and just show me what my purpose is?
Cause there's a lot I ain't figured out

I been the person that's always got check on the ones
That I never see check on me
I would prolly blow up and make terrible choices
If I didn't have a good head on me
Ever since I was young had a chip on my shoulder
Cause I always felt like they slept on me
Really I was the one that just couldn't achieve
Cause my mind was just hindering letting me
And this the first time in my life
Where I cant even write though
I feel I got writers block
And that's not even true
I just think about you when I write
So I don't like to write a lot
Wish that I could build up my fans
Easy as women that show off they body
A cyber thot
Or these rappers that talk about money and drugs
Like I really don't care if you're high or not
Me and my inner self fight a lot
Need to know if I'm doing this right or not
I think about more than my life a lot
Have I really been living my life for God?
A question that ill prolly take it my grave
But it's always stuck in my mind a lot
God why when I'm talking to you It feels like I'm alone
And I'm having a monologue?

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