HINDSIGHT #74: 180/120 Hypertension part 2 141/72

Yeah,

I made it too,

Another day…

OK,

I’m out here on some grown level shit, sansho shima trying to reek havoc, I ain’t havin' it, bout time for me peak my shit, it’s cranky savage, I’m far from livin' lavious, shrink tryin' med me up, while I’m stressin’ to get this cabbage, I’m the baddest unknown, known for prison break, with a small circle, knowing my journey, shaken like nado, twisted like a quake, yeah earth-torn assed backwards, I beat the two year itch, relation ship sunken worn, seven times I been through this, 20+ years an old friend respawn, eight total little than the norm, talking' the talk walkin' through a tumultuous storm, I’m the epitome of what a nigga can go through in the purest form.

Distractions no action, cut, scene, back to one… A career I thought was fun, stress over barring, tried to end it before with a little gun, blessed for my youngest son, my oldest one gone, middle a little erratic, often caused rifts and static, not close, I though we do the most… Daughter hate me in her own estranged way, congrats to the system take a toast, supports on the way brag or boast, control takes toll from coast to coast. I get in my feelings often the most, to all who see me want to fail will fail themselves as I rise and the tension decreases.

The Real Moody Human