From Joshua Edward Blaha
This may be the realest s**t I'll ever write
May 8th 2000 in comes Giosuè
Swaddled with the linen, St. Joes he lay
He didn't have a clue of his will or his way
Fast forward to the present he would try and save the day
Paid up a bag for the Goose Creek legend
To hop up on my beat, got em young kids stressing
Got my money up, cause this music what I seek
From a salary job I work five nights a week
That I got from a McMaster uni degree
That I paid for with loans, man this s**t ain't cheap
Money was tight, couldn't cover the fee
So that s**t fell back on little old me
But I really wasn't old, I was only 15
When I started at dons, frying pommes de frites
I observed my mentality, but really wasn't getting
A darker tone reality was just starting to set in
18 in comes pornography
Abolishing my idea of monogamy
See I was late to the bloom, at ten I look like seven
And when I was a freshman I was probably 4'11
19 had my first kiss, second with her friend
That night was a time, didn't know it till it went
And then my ass hit uni, where I probably got depressed
Suicidal thoughts, I was getting too obsessed
But I made it, all thanks to the gym and Travis Scott
Little did I know, I was bout to switch the plot
Summer 21, dipped my toes in psychedelics
Lost my virginity, tainting all my relics
Came to terms with myself that I was in love with sound
But I've been in love with sound, ever since I came around
I've always kept suppressing all my passion and ambition
It really was upsetting, I had dreams but no mission
I'd change it forever, doesn't matter my condition
Cause I'm really convicted, of this person I'm to be
24 now and haven't f****d a chick since
In my room, living life, steady making hits
Practicing that chastity, devoted to self mastery
Comparing to the past I'm really for the ladder me
One day I'll have the game in a clinch
To any hater, I be going Marshawn Lynch
Hold my dick, all four and half inches
Or catch me when I'm soft, get the two that I'm sticking
Now that we acquainted, and finally evaded
That past of Giosuè, the vessel I invaded
It's time to buckle up, it'll be a rocky road
But listen till the end for the value in my tone
I'm a white boy and I don't say ni- even if I did, the world still spinning
A hateful fuckin word that divided up a nation
A sound from human chords that created segregation
From white men, opposing black men that they belittle
But black men hold the pain, and keep it in the middle
And then we blame the past, but the past could never change
So we're caught up in this paradigm where hate is still the same but it's different
Subliminal, reeks beneath the surface
I go about my days, thinking what the fucks the purpose
We caught up in this narrative our ego do attest
So who's gon be the biggest man and put that s**t to rest
Cause really when we strip it all away we the same
A presence, an awareness that's attentive to this game, we call life
And yes, it's really like a game
Will never be as serious as the thing that stays the same
The now that's in all of us, the eye that's in all of us
And s**t if you religious then the god that's in all of us
It's really right here, right now, it don't follow us
Now kick back, relax and watch my ass follow up
Stop blaming all your problems on your mental health
Treat that as a gift, that's your mental wealth
Hard to blame you when there's labels from society
But really here as humans we just got us some variety
Take me
Toe walking JB
Role plays behind close doors, imagines more than sees
Fascinated with infinity, creativity
But I struggle when it's social, I feel slower than a tree
A group of people out there might just say that I'm an artist
A group of people out there might just say that I'm an autist
But I am just attentive to the traits that I have spawned with
Thankful for abundance and for everyone that's promised
But Cluesy, you grew up abundant with white privilege
You never were impoverished, at the worst you did the dishes
At worst I look for positives, where most would plan on quitting
In harmony with presence even though I still be sinning
When I speak on abundance I don't mean in your possessions
Abundance in your soul which you carry, that's your heaven
All these motherfuckers just tune in to hear their ego
That's just about as useful as admiring a seagull
Moving on
A man, cannot be a woman
But free will goes against the grain when it really shouldn't
It's your life, do what you want, but I'm just trying to save you
From lying to yourself and your family round the table
Your mind is impermanent, that should be a sign
But you let it fuckin trick you, that'll be your demise
You and your identity, based off a disguise
What I say don't matter, just watch as time flies
Uh, They might say I spout lies
But what would I ever gain from going against the tide
I say this for you trannies cause we people and we equal
And I'd hate to see a soul wonder blindly off the the steeple to their death
For no f*****g reason
Other than feeding egos temporarily in this season
This concludes my message, I'm done with show and tell
If you happen to be listening, I hope you're doing well
