GRAVITAS

(Eventually it connects) (Now We Mirror Nature) Welcome to the mind of the kid in the back of class Staring out the window at symbols thinking of raps Stuck in the limbo of the future and the present past All resolutions became illusions within a graph Exponential instruments partnered up with a pad I'd show the homie a couple bars 'fore I hit the lab I think of more while i'm striking flames off chemistry glass And watch the temperature rise and I never thought to ask Are we reflections of molecules in limited mass? Or are we wavering in the face of forsaken paths? Or somewhere in between? Cause when I strike this flint directly over gasoline I couldnt help but notice the focus to change degrees Whether schooling or imminent cooling its plain to see We're all over the spectrum Different hues are neglected, Take the news and project it At the age of 17 it was way to much to mention I never fit in and my whole image was too neglected A nerdy and quiet black kid with a hidden weapon I wrote some poems in english class and it all connected Metaphors the particles of our living essence And from there was progression, while I found my inflection I took a vow to make every move from that point impressive In spite of my non-verbal presence at tutor sessions I'd write lines during breakfast, and align my intentions It goes to show that you'll never fold if you keep finessing Cause all I had was my dreams and needed to fight depression In the grand scheme of events I compressed every lesson And built up the confidence to constantly keep an essence I've been fighting the wind and weaving it all together All the faith I would put in people, I put in records Scrapping pieces of paper while I scribble these letters Traveled a heavy distance that many couldn't measure Deleting memories, images I cant keep forever Meaning all of the simplest moments I would question Had me focus on other moments causing the tension I'll keep evolving to newer levels to send the message As of today this the realest verse that I ever wrote Its getting harder to put priority in a post Cause when you talking about honesty they think your a joke And when you're joking their laughing in hopes that you will fold I'm understanding that some will look you dead in the face Elaborating all that they say and try to explain That although thats its good that you're working to build your name Theres a slimmer chance of you really getting a break And they ain't working to discourage the progress you made But its just harder to justify it with little pay When you see yourself in the mirror it ain't the same And the dynamics of life can lock your passion away And this is on the daily, I'm pushing record after record 'til they cant debate me A thousand shows with a thousand hands to make it wavy Tsunami sirens to divert the climate that i'm making Close enough my hands are shaking I'm on the cusp of greatness I've slipping back into my zone, I'm thankful that you waited And gave me time to work, I've just aligned the constellations This is determination balanced out with level patience Meaning nothings getting wasted Uncertainty of my urgency would circle my mind Many a moment where my own emotions riddled me blind I was counting on everyday hoping it would fry Wondering if my mama thought of me looking at the sky This is right after the clouds from the storm grey Its as vivid as a crown made of sun rays This is right after the sounds from the show fade A lifetime of me adding value back in my own name (NEW) (Eventually it connects)