Dexter Soul - Reflections

A decade plus my pen I bus/
To turn a dream into reality in God we trust/
Fighting for what I believe in hope your guard is up/
Not just in it for myself I'm here for all of us/
We in the, 25th hour it's now or never/
A bunch of niggas ain't here lotta ties were severed/
A lot niggas ain't make it boy them streets is cold/
They so hungry for that paper they might eat your soul/
I took a spectator seat to the streets/
Gained perspective/
Some niggas move weight, I'm choosing to move these records/
The protagonist of this story y'all niggas extras/
A one man army fighting against the collective/
So introspective, but when my inner thoughts come across/
It bears the wisdom of a king that man been a boss/
Y'all can't eat at my table so don't you get involved/
I Transcended my circumstances I been evolved/

They say when preparation meets opportunity you excel/
My momma said whatever you're doing just do it well/
So every time I jump on them records I give 'em Hell/
I ain't forgot bout them collection notices in the mail/
I'm tryna reinstate the passion that I once had/
With Eddy and Glass was writing verses in the lab/
Make this vision something tangible that I grab/
And make that doubt and despair that was something in the past/
I ain't been feeling too social, hard to get close to/
Even tho we tight I might fuck around and ghost you/
Nothing personal I just be caught in my thoughts/
Defensive mechanisms that keep me from falling apart/
They say that you can never go wrong if you follow your heart/
There's always a glimmer of light when you caught in the dark/
I really want to run the game but I just stared to walk
Your time is coming just keep working don't be watching the clock/

Written by:
Demetrius Bizzell

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