Stones

It’s deeper then rap
Let me tell you in facts

I fantasize about battles
About proving people wrong
Or catching them out

Is this some perverse way of proving that I am smart?

When I was young, I use to imagine myself debating people to the ground in front of girls I like

Imagine that, winning affection via putting people down?
Is that love first?

Creating enemies
Conflict

Anger is my drug.
Is it anger though?
Something else.
Battle rush?
Pump up the juice
I don’t know

But this premise I have around proving people wrong
Getting one up
Catching them out
It needs to stop

Jesus said
He that is without sin among you, let him first cast a stone
I am casting stones

Stone thrower

Why?

Am I casting stones at myself?

Does anger make me feel superior

I really sad and disappointed in myself
Because I know I cast stones at myself and those people I love
Stone
After
Stone
After
Stone

Will I cast stones at my son?
Ahhhh, I hope not
God I hope not

Stones weigh me down
Cloud my thoughts
Ruin my judgement

Did you ever think about your masturbation fantasies?
Deep bro
Always trying to impress
Show superiority
What am I trying to prove?

Let it go
Let it go
You did your best
You made mistakes
You were a coward at times
But that’s okay
Just be brave now
Fail and don’t hate yourself
Fall down and laugh
No more crying
It’s okay
No one cares
Only you do
So love, act with love to yourself and to the world
Love to your mistakes and there’s
Love and patience
Love and patience will conquer the world
Love and patience to yourself

God makes no mistakes