A spark of hope,
But I cannot stop...
Gotta keep writing till I get my props...
Hope that someone sees this talent I've got...
Just a foot in the door till I get a shot...
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100,000 dollars.
That could change a lot...
Move my family and friends to a safer spot.
Humbly...it would take a tenth of that, tops...
Poverty...got me weighing all I've got...
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105K Views on my novel, that's wild...
Been too long since I fed that inner child...
Not following a wave, don't care what's in style.
Feelin' kinda good, fuck...its been a while.
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I was big sad.
Feeling down...it's a lot.
Hey.
Gotta keep it moving, gotta stay on plot.
Stay.
Gotta keep on shooting till I land a shot.
Wait.
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Contract rejected.
Yeah, I got ahead of me,
But.
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I can't comprehend.
Fuck...I thought it landed...
Shit.
Got my hopes on end,
Now they're fuckin' stranded...
Bitch.
Everybody tries to tell me what to stand for.
But I don't think they'll ever fucking understand it...
Switch.
They probably didn't even read it...I'm just being candid.
Then went and said that they liked it, that was underhanded.
Ditch.
While I see others dancing out on that published floor,
I sit and wonder aimlessly outside the front door...
Yeah.
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A spark of hope,
But I cannot stop...
Gotta keep writing till I get my props...
Hope that someone sees this talent I've got...
Just a foot in the door till I get a shot...
-
100,000 dollars.
That could change a lot...
Move my family and friends to a safer spot.
Humbly...it would take a tenth of that, tops...
Poverty...got me weighing all I've got...
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230,000 words on the pages.
That's not enough? Fuck, that seems sort of outrageous...
Like, bro...
How very much more could it take?
How much more do they need before that fucking bread can break?
I'm like, whoa...
How much of my ass must I shake?
How much dick must I sell just to eat off the plate?
Like, whoa.
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Or at least it feels like that at times.
Like. I'm blessed with this stupid ass curse to make rhymes...
Like, bro...
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So many people don't read,
And the main skill I have won't keep all my mouths feed.
I meant fed.
I misread.
Fuck, now you feel so mislead.
Now you see, what I see, now get out of my head.
It's like, whoa...
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Big sad...
It's not right, but it's okay.
"Rejection is protection."
I'll live to fight another day.
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It's just sad lol.