Lost

What's been lost -

Can be found,

What goes up -

Must come down,

I don't know -

Why I came,

I just hope -

I'm the same.

 

1 mirror -

2 people,

1 good,

1 evil,

It's me,

Versus him,

Where the fuck -

Have you been?

I tried to call you in hopes that you would answer the phone,

I get lonely sometimes,

I fight cancer alone,

It's not physical -

It's this individual,

Who is critical -

Even as I reach my pinnacle,

I tried to fight 'em but I'm boxed in -

I pray for May Weather to come -

The sun's exhaustin',

I take precaution,

I'm washin' -

Fingers clean from who I've been to who I dream to be,

Clarity's never there for me -

This isn't who I mean to be,

But -

The world ain't gon' depict where I go,

I flow on key to pick the lock of the obsolete door,

No -

I'm locked up from the outside,

I'm locked in,

Bullets shells are locked in,

Cocked and -

Blown.

 

What's been lost -

Can be found,

What goes up -

Must come down,

I don't know -

Why I came,

I just hope -

I'm the same. x2

 

2 eyes,

I cry,

These tears -

Not mine,

I live -

To reflect,

Where the fuck -

Is respect?

I tried to call you in hopes that you would hang up the phone,

The sound of the dial tone comforts me when I'm alone,

It's not the sound -

I think it's just the feeling -

Of speakin' without somebody tellin' you that you ain't even -

Worth the conversation,

Words are mighty powerful,

My 15 minutes -

Replenished -

I hope I get an hour full,

Our whole -

Perception of progression is so tainted -

That I feel like we let a grown blind nigga paint it,

And we probably did that just to keep our pockets fat,

Cause the only funds we spendin' is the ones we spend in maps,

Buildin' buildings for children to live in,

Not givin' a fuck what happens after,

Now they sellin' drugs to be they favorite rappers.

 

Where's the substance?

In music,

Listened to Biggie and Pac and watched them use it,

We so reluctant to make somethin' real over somethin' bumpin',

By then a deal means nothin',

Is a dream worth the price of your soul?

For you to end up with nothin' -

Just your life and a hole,

I don't think so -

I'm sayin' it -

From me to you,

ZLA -

Real life,

Real proof.