My music hits me in the face like a 20 foot wave on a building.

My music hits me in the face like a 20 foot wave on a building.


I am spacing out in my backyard I start deep thinking. I hear a chorus of voices against me and I am able to rush my thinking past it and its me saying pete its pete its pete and i start getting happy.

i hear eminem telling me his drug ballad, on "whats a little alcohol poising, whats a little fight tommorow youll be boys again, drink till you throw up drink till 10, pass out, get up do it again... drugs, they really got a hold on me...might ass well have fun i'm on one"

my days arn't changing much. Wake up dream Wake up dream.




Recording:

im so consumed in my head with music everything i hear is musical. laughter i hear, birds at 4am my fingers typing on the pad.
i hear faint noises in the background and my mind converts it to what i'm thinking... and all my songs i freestlye or come from my book.

other shit:

yesterday i felt my spine curvature in my back creek as i sat up and down. i remember looknig up at the trees in our backyard how they surrounded eachother it seemed like a forrest and the way they shook in the wind. Then i recall a squirell right outside my window earlier this week. I watched him eat this whole acorn. Tiny ass mofo