In a Box
• Written by Wedgewood
I kept it in a box
I decided to now to unlock it
It was simmerin'
The dinner in the pot
I looked inside of the eyes
Of a child who was dying
Realized at that moment
In my life I had been lying
Potential energy
Readily storing up in me
And yet some how
Still wondering why so uppity
Is how I feel inside
With his life, he trusted me
So quitting, no it mustn't be
Luckily
With the microphone no fucks with me
Ask me once
I proclaim my destiny
Now a days
I'm certain about the rest of me
I'm eating well
Hell gave me the recipe
Yes I be, testing these
Emcees, setting the
Bar much higher
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Wedgewood
Member since July 19 2014