(Part 1 of 2) Thoughts of my prime, chasing far behind/ I should mind, but my rhymes, just can't find/ A reason to stay, when I'm so near my decay/ Used to be afraid, used to hope it'd come to stay/ But I feared the delay, the moments that came, too late/ To tell me to stay, why?, reason I can't locate/ Yet, I couldn't vacate, even as I couldn't relate/ To the eyes of others, the lives of others, the lies of others/ With lovers so close, it started looking like hate/ With my last name so opposed, I started losing that hope/ It would turn to adulation, focused on rage and agitation/ Against more than the machines, that I'd reverse engineer/ Against all of the regimes, that gave my people reason to fear/ Faced my own, on my own, so I wouldn't be cast, in a hypocritical mirror/ Hypercritical, always hearing, bullshit they say, refusing to play, getting nearer/ To showing what I've seen, life wasn't the best dealer/ Though I was a best stealer, I wanted to be a best-seller/ But my stomach was in the pits, energy down in my cellar/ Never had a partner, like Old Yeller, quite the antithesis/ Roamed on my own, stuck to different shit/ Moved at a different speed, refusing to change a pace/ Leading by example, to them, I was a change-of-pace/ Until I started to see, a change of face, of diction, of grace/ In a different space, with no room for my race/ #aaronglover #24bars #bars #barstogo #lyricstogo #lyricism #lyricist #writer #orator #october #favoritemonth #freestyle #hiphop #rap #part1 #thingsmisterhustleusedtodo