the view from the lowdive

Growing

Bragging never meant much to me

Lagging tagged up and dulled the cutlery,

I nagged Sup and donned the hustler T,

We bagged up with all that honest leak.

I typed a bible while she thought of me

accross a town drake buzzed with a beer,

I see her every night actually!

I used to

fantasize my dream woman to appear.

The question is,

is the dream over when you wake up?

Or is it just that very moment that the pump fake

frees the take up?

The thing about championing is

they all want you to look back

and forget the triumph of why

you initially attacked.

I wont forget my people,

I wont forget the nights in bruns,

I got heavy with my starring

in the mirror, I asked the man

if I could be his son.