ill times rollin lackin the flow ache in my throat and wisdom seems so lost,
and yet its better in ways its different,
i miss those oldschool meditations when relaxing
and getting visions was a given w/
my eyes closed i propose a toast, to myself to find the time to ask my lord
and galaxy to point me in the right direction,
i got my foot in the door,
i gotta keep on writin and stay planted to this world,
be4 i can take off....
please come back to me i need to say goodbye to these old ways
stagnant lifestyles no longer in my way, i gotta keep on movin,
so i pray, and wait for a sign from my guides, they help me proceed as i lay,
and dream of my future, i miss those times....
cumback to me.....
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