he’art’ part 2

yes, life is an ocean & i’m staying afloat like oil in water protecting my soul & living the full potential of my breath & grinding harder part 1 was me painting a picture of how no man is on a pedestal we are all like a glass after it has fallen to the floor i’m no longer drowning slowly like titanic i’m filled with God’s grace & blessings, so i’m not gon panic i am thirsty for the sky, so now, i’m just out here, on my grind chasing the cheese like Jerry, pushing for the win & like Terence Crawford, losing is not in my dictionary writer's block is the ink i use to paint my story yes! i possess the character of the wind, i can’t be stopped i have walked over many earthquakes, so what are the odds? ‘cause like MJ i’m gon’ beat it & leave a print like the passing of an elephant in a field