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Feel like I'm at a stand still in life it's like everyone wants to be #1 but I can't please everyone I'm back in that prism I vacated that prison I done my time paid my debt it's no longer a life sentence I heard em say when will he listen if I let the old diminish isn't that me losing a part of myself how am I supposed to make a full house outta the hand I was a dealt too late to fold gotta flourish it gotta nourish it that concrete rose can't turn cold I been high but I also experienced the lows those who are truly honest have honestly been exposed naked while fully clothed isn't that the mission? to show em you aren't the only who gave up a piece of their self in this decision it was executive, presidential signed off on official it took off like a missile but now as I look I try to find the propeller is it in the hangar what propelled it it's cold out on it's own desolate but there's always a way to get back what was lost...