Deserted Island
• Written by ForeverLucid
Music is a bitch, albeit a sexy whore
im addicted, so addicted, though i have hit the floor
saturated to the bone, i've heard so much
chasing the dragon, originality is a must
so i produce new beats, they entertain my ears
some of them go unnoticed, ignoring my fears
i dare to be different, make unique shit
but this industry is run by a green eyed git
hey ho, thats how it is,
we adapt and grow
after all we must keep on
planting epic seeds to sow
expecting nothing but satisfaction
an artist has his lust
social status, facebook likes
or just trying not to go bust
you see i have reached a stage
where i have nothing to prove
yet i have skills that can craft
and constantly improve
so my choice is fairly simple
motivation is my hurdle
enjoy what i do
or be corrupted and eventually curdle
a balance can be had,
though i find it really hard
when i hear the same sounds
grease my ears like melted lard
im suffering from post productional despair
ive made plenty of hits
ranging from here to there
with plenty of best bits
so i turn my hand to writing
because i need to have my shout
this stage of my production
requires absolute no doubt
i will follow the passion
try not to dilute my art
because what is the point of anything
if you dont feel it in your heart?
my name is guy,
and ive proved plenty to myself
the question is can i be product
that doesnt stagnate upon the shelves
can i find a home that still thrives
can i help others around me achieve
passing on skills i have
a teachers role suits me i believe
so yeah music is a bitch,
the most socially accepted drug
and i must accept i am an addict
and a dealer for your lugs
but this business runs on certain rules
i want to achieve unique things
will i ever be truley satisfied
with what being a seasoned producer brings?
thats the question,
because deep down i know
i can produce as good as anyone
im just selling a very specific show
and my enjoyment is hindered,
if i dont achieve what i want
so i just aim to please myself
knowing no risk or haunt
however new skills can be learned
marketing is my weakness
trance is my love
a glimmer of hope amongst the bleakness
how do you manufacture though
a special process you used to use
which was fuelled by raw hunger
and limitations i actually rued
i have so many doors open
my process is complicated
the psychology of production
is another thing ive saturated
but fuck it,
i must continue to grow
find a way to be a product
and just enjoy my show
so like a smackhead on methodone
i dream again of feeling bliss
but scared of time investment
in case i kill myself with it
im just glad ive spent the hours
dedicated myself to a craft
because without all of this i'd drown
instead of just floating around upon my raft
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About the Artist
ForeverLucid
Member since November 12 2014