ITS THE TIMES
Once I was in the backseat to my own life,
Wondering myself let down,
always living on a strive,
I was uptight,
wanna let loose,
but just getting caught up,
leaving myself on a snooze
Trying to get over this circular loop,
But too inert to make a move.
Patch up,
some caffeine in my cup,
Back from my 9 to 5,
ain't no restrain,
hey "what's up!!"
Taking the lead,
backing up my skills
It's the rain shower of blessings,
need no pills
Let's just stir in the backyard of our own habitat,
Always moving on,
working on some good grace,
Just being here on the grind,
as we keep figuring out this maze.......:))
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