Where I’m At

It’s been awhile since I picked up a pen and wrote some shit

Just a broken kid, haven’t been this socially distant since the Covid hit

All this beef shit, I’m over it, and some of yall almost got yo wish

A car crash almost claimed my life, but guess it made me refocus it

I ain’t been in the mood to write, so I been ignoring thoughts I form

Cause life been throwing me curves I had to stop to try and work on them

And truth be told, my heart hasn’t been in this rap shit, debated hanging it up

Feel like the skills got rusty, lines ain’t hitting, or I just don’t want it enough

Had the whole concept for an album ready to blow your minds

Now I sit and stare at the beats playing and can’t even form a line

And if we had a feature sorry if I let you down, forgive me please

It’s kinda hard to spit a scheme when I’m tryna work on me

This the last time you’ll hear from me for a while now

Need some space to decompress before I spiral down

Until the thoughts return for that creative spark, that’s when I’m back

It suck’s to say, but I guess that just where I’m at