The Road I Rode

Performed for Speak! at La Gourmandise in Urbana

I've taken some rough roads just to find this identity I felt i must know.
I could've taken the bus though
you know...
Public trans, just completely shaped by public's hands.
Doing right by public plans.
Not that I hate where the public stands, i just feel that i don't completely got what it demands.

To me, The perfect 9 to 5 with two cars to drive, 4 kids and a beautiful wife never seemed like a suitable life.
So instead I chose inscrutable strife.

See, growing up it seemed my parents weren't throwing me much
So I took radio and television's bad bones thrown to chew on
Ended up with a few loose screws not screwed on.
Morals and motives chewed on by lewd songs
Telling this twelve year old to get his groove on.
I thought that with sex, money, guns and drugs, there was nothing That I could do wrong.
So at 13 I began descending towards the base of a growing awareness that something wasnt right.
This is normal right?

I suppose there is nothing strange about seeing hormones and confusions
Making a young man feel more alone and disillusioned while hes loosing sleep over the loosing streaks his own choosing reaps.

So although at 14 years old I couldve put the bong down and gone down academia street, I thought, "na man academia stinks
So It was back ta acting deviously.

Once Again I made a choice to indulge in life's lightly poisoned pleasures, despite these plights we likely might see bite me tritely, I decide to blithely hike me nicely where precisely twice these crisis might be!
So it doesn't surprise me when realizing my teen years were spent between beers, powdery stimulants and remnants of hope in smoking green mirrors.

I had blossomed into a true young American degenerate generating sheisty revenue from jobs most would likely never do. But to steal, cheat, or lie to get high I would never do.
So it only makes sense whence common sense commenced to be more common since I caught a glimpse of a life a never knew.

I met a certain special lady who basically said I was basically dead with my face placed complacently in dread. She said, I know it's not cool but how bout chasing me instead?

So ever since then this road has been much smoother. I've redefined this belief of mine that being domestic makes you a looser and now I'm looser. More about relaxed about the fact that I don't have to watch my back or keep in contact with the creeps who pawned that wrong crap on me.

I think I found my belonging. When i can make my drama clap on clap off it's calming.
Now my hats off to those cats who've smashed off their thumbs in unbecoming conduct, cause I've been one of those cons but i invite them to light them dark parts of the hearts with a lite so strong, cause whether or not they're happy, life goes on.
And believe me, it's better feeling able
So that's why these days it feels ok saying
"Honey, that's a nice table!"

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[macmillstar]

I loved it! Great Job Marty! That dude is right you had awesome flow! Proud of you bro.