“The Call”

I gotta spit what’s real
the beat’s calling me, I gotta ride
latency provides
dammed up pride stagnating with the staleness
wishing to unlock the language inside
I want to share for those who sit
I don’t want the glamor or the glitz
but I am
afraid of the talent bestowed
my previous role kept me locked in a hole
and cut to the soul
jagged lines reach sharper minds
greatness achieved with crowd support
the dream can be realized with lots of work
I stopped with the excuses, I don’t need one
the real performer in me longs for freedom
off stage
off page
in head…
true self,
with the mic, it’s time for me to find myself
give it to me.

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