Choices

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Jay Kwellyn

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Yup!

I been a picky eater since I turned my nose up at bottle feedin
Choices receding then hit you like a tsunami
Breathin fumes when I'm outta options
Cannabis hit my brain unlockin bountiful harvests

Being an artist is one decision after another like do
I farce it or keep it real I'm just being honest
Like what's the deal do I keep my secrets
Them demons hold up the bars too well
I'm too seldom outta pocket save my spot for show and tell

Pull out the rocket "look y'all this been known to fail" Apollo uno
Crashing before we get a chance to pierce the veil
Sail away I'm enya beach house with my shovel and pail
Building castles outta sand founded on crumbling artists deals

Artisanal faucets killed the water pump
I hop the hump to find my final spot at the city dump
I'd rather jump in the trash than f*ck 
With all these fake brash niggas ashy bout the knees
And acting like they momma failed em

I'm so handsome with it, I mean pretty
Might abandon everything but my wit
It's silly how many choices people try to make for me
Should just be grateful I'm here
It's not really great to see how many folks you never held dear

I'm always in fear, of miscommunication with myself
I'm wealthy with experience and health 
If you don't count the mental
It's simple my dear being productive keeps the brain in check
I lecture friends bout drinking water
Then sip on henny like I'm placin my bets
On a future where I've got the funds to fix my fucking regrets

I'm sorry if that hurts your chest
I'm tearing up at the thought of where my life could be at right now
Shoulda sat right down
But no clownin
I coulda been in cirque du soleil but instead I broke my fuckin neck
That's where we at No frown tho

I'm posted up in the room where it happened
Writing mad songs like Hamilton in a fit of democratic rage 
Im fabulous hope Alexanders rollin in his casket bro can't act
Like that cute ass story made up fact that homie reallly had slaves tho

I'm off a tangent where was I at? Oh yea choices
Sometimes my thoughts change forcefully
I choose to voice them anyway
I could kick the bucket any day
Feeling lucky I get my chance to say my grace 
Before I get munched on

I'm crunchy with a hint of anxious aftertaste
I'm tasty in small bites but hit you quick 
If you bite of more than you can chew
Currently stewin on how well I pair with French onion soup
Where's this metaphor going only you understand the truth

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