I’m bad at Chess cause I don’t plan for the future much Rooks pawns kings and queens all weigh the same in the clutch of my palm Sing swan songs like psalms and if the energy calms then let it wash you over Too many times my mind has lied and told me I’m a loner but as I’ve grown I’ve learned that there’s still so many folks called family that haven’t found their place in my home so If I’m on your mind lemme know too many loved ones transitioning for me to cope that’s why I try to spread love with every ounce of my soul All sins are attempts to fill voids Buzzed and paranoid off the coil of the world serpent Pent up frustration with your station make the soldiers flee Internal struggles turn small anxieties into Normandy In a world design to fake life and sell stuff the triviality of what pics I post while posted at my pitstop all amount to data-clogging Not quite the same as the pogs we used to bounce When the pigs got called to the spot we would bounce to the government island so we could flex our freedom without flags laws or kingdoms Still found food on my platter Mom & pops worked hard for the paint job to not matter The waves that spray my gratitude are tidal-sized I’m great at making friends but horrible at saying bye What am I supposed to do with all this survival I’ve disguised as twisting rhymes pays off all my bills and karma Heals and seals the cracks of trauma Find my mind a safe nirvana Always proud but never prideful How you speak to yourself matters so please be mindful The trails always amount to a level-check You can’t take another step without the badge that shows you run shit Loosening God’s Tight Grip on the nape of my neck so I can touch earth and regain my balance after all my missteps I wish to recollect the parts of me I locked away to find love and acceptance If you leave me here, I’ll save myself If you leave me here, I’ll save myself If you leave me here, I’ll lie and say I’m fine without anybody’s help Sick of the self, the self-seducing self— with its games, its fears, its misty memories in an endless hell I need to crawl into the sunlight Stand up if they punch down with all they might Fear may eat the soul but mine is thicker than thieves and weighs more than a ton of gold Please BearTooth Collective SuperCrew Bredren Bred for the same path as an empath with loose screws and a habit of breaking conventional society’s rules No dead ends on the paths that we roam, we ride the train the whole way home Legendary nose lantern, light my path through the caerdroia I refuse to get lost along this road I refuse to stay lost while in my zone I refuse to die lost inside my home It’s really hard to get lost when you’re not alone