The Middle Room Issue #1

TWO + YOU
What can I say that I haven’t tried
already
If being blatantly honest was lethal
there’d be no surprise if I had died
already
If being human was easy I’d be a God
already
But I’m still working on my kinks like
Nipsey Russell
Just a teny-teny, teny-teny tear from
tipsy puddles
Thinking back on how my list of
struggles measure next to shovels
I put away the muzzle and silenced
rebuttals
All off the muscle
Stumbled 6ft through the grave I
dug myself and got the nerve to be
puzzled
Pick up the pieces ni**a
This wasn’t part of the plan this
wasn’t written in your thesis ni**a
Broaden your span
This shit was never ‘bout how tall you
could stand
But understand its bout how far your
stance reaches ni**a
Water your plants
I’m making cents off photosynthesis
We got multiple businesses spawned
from channeled bitterness
How the hell we workin 12 a day
and barely make enough to feed our
f****g children with
But bring in twice as much just from
a stimulus
The jig is up I saw the hand before
you folded
They tell us play it safe and stick
to the drawing board like a tac but
in-fact
We kept our wits intact and planned
the attack
So when we dispatch
Embrace the pack or brace for
impact
Thats how you make an everlasting
impression
On those who wanted you to fail and
those who learned from your efforts
Cause they don’t see you til you’remissing
and now they wonder where
you been
They keeping tabs so you keep popping
up in their suggested friends
Ion blame you none
I prolly wouldn’t follow either
Cause where we gotta go to reach
our goals aint for no hollow seeker
I got this bravado feature
Molded by my sorrows made a Model
leader
found the only way to float is learning
not to swallow secrets
Italiano seams and sneakers still the
same procedure
Spare change to feed the meter my
shit in the speakers
The music been my biggest teacher
me and Scum can’t get a breather
running scenarios as stress relievers
Like one day they believe us and we
finally get a chance to get Chuck and
Star the f**k out of Waco
We’ll make it work I swear to God I’ll
get my moms a f*****g mansion off
my royalties ni**a
I’ll get my cousin outta jail I’ll pay the
lawyer fees ni**a
Fucket the homies gettin whips for
years of loyalty ni**a
I’ll make that 1 that gotta away wish
she had spoiled me ni**a
I’ll make Trin a f*****g Kardashian
if thats what makes her smile,
And she can keep up with herself or
whatever
I’ll fucking pay Aura’s tuition just to
flex on Tyson ni**a I made it
Your f*****g shadow gon be finally
deflated
I’ll make conXform a fortune 500
company with the drop of a hook
Just to prove to muh f**kas I always
had what it took
And it was me yea it was me ni**a
I did what they wouldn’t
I made it work when all they said was
I couldn’t
And I believed em I aint lying shits
convincing when you costumed to
programming
I fell in love mediocre like suffering
was romantic
That’s the truth that many ni**as
scared to face
You your own worst enemy no one
cares bout what it takes
You sacrifice your mental to be
noticed in a race
In which the finish lines define the
farthest voyager from grace
Better focus on your pace pay attention
to the conviction of snakes Hm
Thats words from Gee thats gon be
with me forever
Its times where God can use influence
to improve your endeavors
You just gotta be quick to listen
ni**a hold your position
Clocks ticking ni**as still improving
decisions we in the 4th quarter boy
its now or never for me
I switched the game and got up out
of the chains cause a prison becomes
a home when you’re possessing the
key
I’m making sense of photosynthesis
Soaking up the game spilled from
people placed in line through God’s
positioning
Spit back in frames, fabrics, waxes,
words its all the same
And from our exchange came a world
that won’t ever be the same
THE MIDDLE ROOM 39