THE Dread-Headed Bandit - Yet

Feel like a condiment
I was put off to the side before I dipped cuz I never made any promises
Busy sorting out every step in creative processes
And not a step closer to knowledge of what the problem is
My accomplishments
Failures are comparable
A single F can find itself knocking me off the honor roll
I be searching for pots of gold
I should stop it though
Silver coins around me I don't even bother plotting on
And my plot is so filled but none of these crops will grow
Feel like they mocking bro
Peeping out of the dirt
They be creeping, keeping ounces of hurt
I hit it out of the park I pounce on the first
I said, "I would never drown in the river," drown in the murk
Up until the wee hours of morning, mounting my words
Counting the time up until the point I'm counting it down

You can catch me shadow boxing with demons close to the midnight hour
The iron fist on the side is sparring with 10x cowards
I would think I was blessed with projection since I'm louder
But I have no energy stored, I'm learning to give my power up
Shadow boxing a demon 11:59
Non-reactive
Never flinch
Send your outer electrons and expect no prevailing on me and mine

Coming through
I be tryna move
Mountain from the blue
I would lose
Climbing to a precipice, they cut him loose
I'm a fool
I be coming through
Curtains yet alone may allude to another truth
Someone at the throne don't approve
If I gotta chose
Wouldn't share the throne but a noose
I was made for two
I sit at the throne tryna prove what I should pursue
I sit at the throne tryna prove how I should pursue
I don't even know-tice
I don't even notice
Forfeiting all my battles, I guess that defeats the purpose
I prefer a blurry picture man
I don't need to focus
No disbanding
I don't know if I can reconvene for certain
I completed working
That don't mean I finished all the work in words
It's that I quit speaking fore they even heard it
My conclusion a bit odd, I speak in even verdicts
If I don't never touch the sky should I be reaching further
I be tryna let it die but have no piece to murder
I remain within the place I started yet and still

Written by:
Christian Mackey

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THE Dread-Headed Bandit

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