Friday, March 5, 2010

Oh Kanye

I know how it feels when the night demons come. We can’t let them control our hands and feet. Sometimes when it hurts so bad we have to just lay in the bed. Just lay in bed and don’t move Please, I know how it feels. I wish McQueen could have just been still. Don’t let the psychiatrists give you their drugs because it slows down your wings. Society and public opinion can beat the wings off of angels. When God sees they can’t take it anymore, he brings them home.

During this new album process sometimes I turn the music up and drink and cry. When something sounds so amazing and ground-breaking, I’m reminded of Why I live. I drink the pain of Now 2 Generations and breathe our melodies and messages. The music keeps us alive. I was blessed with the opportunity to bring my and others dreams to life. It’s like performing magic or something. It’s surreal. We bring the unrealistic to reality. Go Hard Go Hard Go Hard echoes in my dreams. When I wake up and brush my teeth and look in the mirror it’s like I see Michael and My Mom and Malcolm…Who’s that African in the background Mom? Oh, He created the original layouts for the pyramids, But was written out the history books and his MTV Award was given to “Aliens”.

There’s no such thing as fact anymore.

Oh Kanye I understand and I love you.

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