Rolando Soul - Shy Poet

Don’t change your mind
You feeling down
Then just look to the sky
I strike gold when I get in the booth
In my soul I can feel it’s the truth
Tell me
What you want
Now what you willing to do
Won’t express yourself
I just don’t get it with you
Maybe it ain’t meant
After all
It’s making sense
I put all my time into chasing
What I think amazing
Like putting all my thoughts
That’s been caged in
Out in the matrix
Sometimes it kind of make me evasive
Like I don’t wanna talk right now
I’m just in my thoughts right now
See it’s trending now n days
If you actin depressed
Usually it don’t hit home
Ain’t no shit I address
But I been watching how you move
I can see the effects
Mental health Just so important
That’s the thing you neglect
You so caught up in a mention
And Attention
Accepting what’s false
N taking what’s giving
You don’t realize that you live inside
Yo phone
Not the real world
That’s why niggass make all them post
Where all the real girl’s
Or real Bitches
Tell me if I switch up my approach
Would you still get it
Leaning on yo ex
But he want drank With the seal missing
Got to learn love From a real nigga
A man that can stand
Without fear
And not worried bout peers
To be clear
I don’t know what’s more toxic
Niggas that free load off Hoes
Or Bitches that watch your pocket
Only want a bag Like checking out at the store shopping
Who I am to Judge
I don’t want love
I’m just whore hopping
Don’t be shy
You gotta spill what you feeling inside
Don’t change your mind
No
You feeling down
Then just look to the sky
Leave up to the niggas that actually rap
With content & facts
My conscious on constant attack
A monstrous act
Women a constant distract
Taking my mind in these raps
But I’m so fond of yo back
I’m thinking like how did I snatch
She ain’t no Thot but a snack
Hungry like Big n Mack
Dope like copping a sack
Moving like relocation
Not racing so stop in yo tracks
Grinding like wheels to the rail
Popping like wrap in a pack
Boxed when I feel emotions
But open when writing this Thrax
Freer then Eva
Breathing the Weather
Relief from the pain
At peace like I'm meta
Worldly possessions
Convenient when extra
I work for the lessons
Collegiate with effort
N I been accepting
Exceeding ahead of
All my peers But I still fear
My portrayal Of image
So I’m dodging insta post
N taking pics how living
They don’t wanna see the grind
Or dirty dish in the kitchen
But you can’t eat unless
You got a pot A plate and a vision
Damn
I can’t foresee
But I can plan for the future
From Detroit
You the man or the shooter
A wife or a chooser
A Winner or loser
A bull like I’m boozer
I’m sipping it’s soothing
A bud light
Thinking how I'm pursuing this Dream
Don’t be shy
You gotta spill what you feeling inside
Don’t change your mind
No
You feeling down
Then just look to the sky

Written by:
Rolando Farris, Rolando Farris Jr

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