Tuesday's Thoughts & Rhymes

I woke up, but I slept half the day/ Sleep walking & talking but I was in a daze/ Thought I'd be okay/ if I ate some Chipotle/ but I'm still dragging/ Had my list of things to do but it's Noon and I'm still slacking/ So when I stepped into the edit bay/ Technical difficulties arrived of ahead of mey/ WMV's don't work I-Movie/ tried to throw it in FCP/ but that joint was acting goofy/ The project was running long, but my time was short/ Tried one mo gin just to received an error report/ my patience was wearing thin/ but thank God Tyler, my friend/ stayed and said two-words than changed my to-day/ "Let's Pray!"/ Then we shot a new video/ impromtu and oh so original/ I felt like a burden was lifted/ was scatterbrain before, but now I'm with it/ 3 were in the room, but one spoke, The Spirit God was in that place and it was sooo dope/ Driving back from Tatum and the 101, I saw the brilliance and magnificence of the sun/ Shining through the dark grey clouds/ The sky was quietly developing , but the sun was shining loud/ Now I'm talking to B, my mentorrr/ About Korea, life's horizon and what's in storrr/ Met B in DC/ kick'd it in Harlim/ Now ever month or so I call him/ and his counsel is godly, It's getting kinda late and I'm thinking I should probably/ hop on the Freeway, let my I-Pod by my DJ/ as I listened to some Roy Hargrove/ as I drove/ into the storm/

Torrential rains will be to blame for me being so late/ Had to drive slow on the Freeway to play it safe/ Walked in the door of the place called The Door/ seen my people, but was waiting for more, I believe Faith wanted to go, but the heavy showers probably kept her from hitting the slick road, some couldn't come cause they worked early in the morn-ing, I didn't want to be half way through my piece and they be snor-ing, Seen Craig an Eri Queen, J & Rhea and Keke/ she crack me up cause when she laugh she be like 'He-he', Got a call from Case/ asking me where's was the place/ a feel bad caused I missed some of her later texts, hope she knows it's all love, ain't no disrespect/ then my Sista came through/ Now I got a full crew/ you knew J was about to crush on stage, he was spittin so hard, I thought he was getting paid/ Soul Brotha, we gotta be related, when he gets on for real I'ma feel like we made it/ Everyone else was doing they thang, specially CJ the girl w/ the short hair than sang w/ a twang/ I was rolling when L Soul tried to serenade my Sista/ Then Mister Flipside brought some Brand New Haikus/ and added another that was so hot, but I feel shallow cause the topic I forgot/ then Wisdom came/ dropped some knowledge and shared her heart/ 3 years of this and she is still sharing her art/ Then came my time to rock the mic/ If felt the crowd's energy, felt the stage's life, Surprisingly not nervous, spoke with assurance and purpose, My words just.. came/ I spoke with all heart and no brain/ sat down to listening Kitch, the NJ Girl that spits flames on the freestyle/ lyrical style-so wild-wylin like she was a Canon, had us waiving our hands and..feeling the beat/ once I even rose from up out my seat/ That's the lyrical recap/ Now it's time to log out and take a night nap.