Don’t Think About It Too Much
That’s what the man told me
And all long I’ve been digging him
I never thought he was phony
But to me he’s dopest
The haters call him being corny
What they don’t realize is all along
He is just telling his story
An open journal or dialogue
Whatever’s provoking
It’s how you feeling in that moment
So it needs to be spoken
Or written down
And space it out so it gets around
& whether its R&B, Rap or Pop it’s still one hell of a sound
And don’t get antsy when it don’t tickle they fancy
Cause it’s gonna feel like grace when it hits
And it ain't coming from Nancy
But that’s all that matters
In terms of respect and the power
And if you don’t understand it now
It all makes sense under the sour
Under the influence of pressure
I’m in my finest hour
And you won’t realize it until I vanish
Something like an Adina Howard
And that’s no dis cause think about it
She made some classic records
That a lot of ya’ll new niggas was birth to
Now that’s just for the record
But it was a smash none the less
Not reducing the pick up
But I need abundance in this game
I ain’t the one for the slip ups
I’m not sending shots up
But I need more than a few boy
I ain’t tryna worry how I’ma pop up
Cause the money got em looking confused boy
I wanna stay up late
Engage in convos with mates
About all of our fates
Just give me a muse a boy
My inspiration came from just being myself
The fact I choose to share it with the world
It’s more like being the help
Help you get through what you get through
And help me get to through what I get to
Having misusing my mental
And riding my worries like it’s a rental
But we all do it so I ain’t choosing to wait until tomorrow
The reward is already on its way
And I ain’t got time to borrow
Following my passion can bring joys
And few more sorrows
But when it’s passion that you are following
Sorrows never add up to the price of the condo
Just know …
Excuse My Kharisma
(c) copyrighted July 2014
