Part Two

Ridin pass the life blocks,
Anticipating pot holes and shot calls,
No bumps slow this ride,
While I am behind,
Ridin-
If this rhymes you feel,
Dead you must be,
Cause aint no consequences,
For empty promises,
Laced out tragedy,
Fast forward,
Forty eight now,
Feel I hit this age twice,
Recreated-
Slowing down-
Watching my rear all along,
Rhyming can't quit,
In far too deep to hassle,
Nther crazed out life,
Focus on the regulation,
As I test out vocalization,
Committed to this goal,
Been on the speed track for a while,
God can't you hear me now,
Holla at your child,
You gave this life,
Act out your role,
And preside,
paper shiftin-
Troubles double,
No solution greeted,
All choices depleted,
What now?
To be continued

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