just like in the first frame.

when i reminisce, i don't actually get pissed,

sit back and begin to think, back in the

days maybe just yesterday, god relent,

 

nothin' to worry about no responsibilities,

every moment seemed so god damn

carefree,

still a big ass

child am i? wouldn't u agree? no pressure

from outside world or reality,

 

from the beginning of time, i used to be, so

elegantly,

starting to "form a constantly moving body", an entire mass, outwit and outlast,

puttin'

people to shame when my full disclosure is

in range,

 

encountering, ---> everything.

** again, just like it was in the first frame.

 

enjoying the overloading experience. all the

smiles no overwhelmin' influence,

full fledge symbols of my fuckin

,excellence

only while reminiscing to inherit its

complete relevance, i dominate.

 

in the meantime i maintain, good times

funky beats and past history, too many

stories flow through me mentally,

 

i remember to be precise--> like i was in the

first frame.

on point because nothing's

more than a shame, then watching years

going by and realizing everythings changed.

 

wishin' it just would be like it was in the first

frame.

 

"precision"