I’m a tad behind having been a busy bee. Nonetheless I wrote day 3’s offering yesterday on day 5.
I got a homebody with a journeyman’s soul,
I’m always on the run even when my pace is slow.
So let’s go back, half a decade ago
unwind to a time when I were in vogue.
At the top of my game, yet I still got relegated.
I was in love but it got cut short,
she wasn’t outta my league
she just played another sport.
Cos y’know only fools play by the rules,
you thought that I could be a star but I shined because of you.
Maybe that’s my fault, I should have shined just for me,
but I loved the angel too
so I was shining for three.
It’ll never be the same
cos I can lose the weight
and regain momentum.
But when you’ve loved and lost
you still don’t forget em.
So I could travel the world
– getting drunk on a memory.
I never wanted the hoes,
just a shot and some Hennessy.
Double-barrelled casks? I ain’t trifled.
Cupid swapped arrows for an Uzi
cos you’d taken the Michael…
the Conrad, and even Bob’s Burgers
with a red neck and brown nose for taking orders.
Then I became a chef, how I laugh at the irony.
Cooking up a storm with a pinch of what might’ve been.
You had all the ingredients but you swapped it for a Pot Noodle,
now you’re in hot water
fuck the Bombay Badboy.
There’s more fire in my eyes than a billion Mike’s dropped.
Cos this Fat Man goes nuclear when he’s put in a tight spot.
See the passion of my soul
I’m the hip hop Prometheus,
I stole a gift from the Gods
now I’m continuing to pay for this.
Now I’m working in theatre,
and I’m hitting my renaissance.
I may be fickle for fame
but I don’t want the things that they want.
A platform and marketing is all that appeals,
and a family sized trailer called a Heart on Wheels.
Now I know you cut the breaks,
but I’ve no intention of crashing.
I hope this flashback will flash forward
to a day where I’m laughing…
at some dumb shit, someone special’s cute smile…
but it won’t be you…
I’ve known that for awhile…