I thought about this
On a bumpy flight
Leaving Houston
Heading to Atlanta
If your absence's
So concerning
Why am I flirting
With the blonde
In the next seat
All your nieces and nephews
Got your number
Cause your the one
They looking up too
I'm still around too
my little brother
Finally understands
That were through
Cboy just picked me up
In a white Porsche
I'm not the only
One doing numbers now
I use to over react
Now I give no reaction
Most Days are filled
With awkward exchanges
You were wide eyed
and educated At nineteen
I would never
Want you to
End up with nothing
You know what's in my heart
Man looking for women
I would rather you
Be with him and happy
Then with me
Feeling alone and insecure
That's real love
Im willing to die for
Enough of the emotions
Kids are in the streets dying
Cops killing brother of mine
The polar ice caps are melting
My next book drops in January
just another domestic adversary
My mind is in a different space
I'll embrace it until
a New place and face
Come along in red heels
And understand how I feel
Living a life that surreal
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