UPSTAIRS

I can’t fear I might move too soon
Time spares I’m on time shares
I did way too much for me to lose my groove
Way too cool for me to lose my cool
Failed attempts I might miss
Imma optimist
Being pessimistic
When that side of me
Is always pressed against it
Or when things go down
And I get defensive
What’s your problem
Why you make that face
It’s so like you
Most of the feels I can’t say
So I write through
I’m at at stage I can’t blame
On a typo
Party was hype though
Good times never really making
It right though
Aight so
That’s okay I’m in a mood to eject
For all of the vices I still fail
To reject
For all of the feels I still fail to accept
Or project
Way too up when this shit get erect
The war upstairs
I need a tec and a vest
The door up there it won’t lead to arrest
Before warfare I wasn’t scared to connect
To every dot that only turned into specs
The tour up there would’ve been nuts
I confess
The more I check
It’s still some of me left
And that’s the root but Imma stick to
And you taught me something
But I don’t get you
When you built a wall I couldn’t get through