looks like i’m back
in album mode now.
weeks on end where
i’m trying to make a
concept come to life,
only to realize that it
just may not be right.
idea i don’t quite like,
no amount of time can
help to make it tight.
nothing wrong with a
back-to-basics project.
some might even look
and think these were
starting to get weird,
but i keep giving out
the poems they want.
the game isn’t right
when i’m not around,
dropping a new album.
too much going on now,
i gotta let this all fly out,
king’s gotta address and
there’ll be a lot to digest.
sweet boy wasn’t gone
but i bet something was
starting to give without
a new full set, so let’s go
take this to the press and
keep giving them my best.
20.
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