I appreciate and then I hate
Going backwards, thinking ahead, staying in the present, awake
It ain't time to shake the methodologies that got me this far
The only reason why we a star
Is because it reflects the sun but on it it's cold and sub par
So fuck everyone, 2 dimensional role-models
When I got close enough to touch they rippled like puddles
No one can do it for me, I'm replete
With frustration to compete, to be complete, to repeat
Until it no longer needs to be desecrate
Man I'm crazy like everyone, I ain't got a gun
But I spit, to my son, in the shadows of the street
Where no one can judge me I press delete
I clean both of our shits and get on with it
Shifts
Time is running out
Looping. no sleep
She is in a self improvement loop
Thinking and sinking, distractions are hoops
No relationships other that bed creatures
She never cleaned the dust of them, but added features
She dreams of work and it wakes her up
She can't stop, she won't stop
Must learn more, excitement in abundance
Video warm holes, knowledge turbulence
Podcast in double speed, RSS feed, veins that don't bleed
Blush of greed, self healing need
Harvesting people with knowledge, admire inspire
Improving with ice and fire, aspire higher
Pain is inspiration, it means she's evolving
The body is a tool for problem solving
Drugs, as long as they help sustain
The momentum, she cannot let it drain
Family is something, but in the long run
There is a lot to do, and doing is fun
Another bun in the oven, when will the sun shine
Another bin in the cup, she's a catch that can blind
Personality as big as friction itself
Not for early comers, later bloomers, or sorrowed distressed
Not for wimps or ones that are easily pressed
She needs resistance and independence
Be opinionated and able to win with a reference
Be willing to argue, but not to heat up
Teach her to stop, but buckle up
Sparring, the passion will be there
But it will disappear when she's in despair
It'll happen a lot, she'll need shoulders and brains
Wonderful she, keeps them inflamed
As they try to regain, her love and obtain
Before she goes back to train for endgame
Time is running out
Looping, no sleep
Going backwards, thinking ahead, staying in the present, awake
It ain't time to shake the methodologies that got me this far
The only reason why we a star
Is because it reflects the sun but on it it's cold and sub par
So fuck everyone, 2 dimensional role-models
When I got close enough to touch they rippled like puddles
No one can do it for me, I'm replete
With frustration to compete, to be complete, to repeat
Until it no longer needs to be desecrate
Man I'm crazy like everyone, I ain't got a gun
But I spit, to my son, in the shadows of the street
Where no one can judge me I press delete
I clean both of our shits and get on with it
Shifts
Time is running out
Looping. no sleep
She is in a self improvement loop
Thinking and sinking, distractions are hoops
No relationships other that bed creatures
She never cleaned the dust of them, but added features
She dreams of work and it wakes her up
She can't stop, she won't stop
Must learn more, excitement in abundance
Video warm holes, knowledge turbulence
Podcast in double speed, RSS feed, veins that don't bleed
Blush of greed, self healing need
Harvesting people with knowledge, admire inspire
Improving with ice and fire, aspire higher
Pain is inspiration, it means she's evolving
The body is a tool for problem solving
Drugs, as long as they help sustain
The momentum, she cannot let it drain
Family is something, but in the long run
There is a lot to do, and doing is fun
Another bun in the oven, when will the sun shine
Another bin in the cup, she's a catch that can blind
Personality as big as friction itself
Not for early comers, later bloomers, or sorrowed distressed
Not for wimps or ones that are easily pressed
She needs resistance and independence
Be opinionated and able to win with a reference
Be willing to argue, but not to heat up
Teach her to stop, but buckle up
Sparring, the passion will be there
But it will disappear when she's in despair
It'll happen a lot, she'll need shoulders and brains
Wonderful she, keeps them inflamed
As they try to regain, her love and obtain
Before she goes back to train for endgame
Time is running out
Looping, no sleep
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