My Movement

I shine, you shine.
I'm tryna see my people rise.
Cement shoes are prohibited on my boat.
We tryna swim in the lap of luxury
With those on, you won't even float.
See thats why I built a moat
for hating ass bitches like you.
Thats why my walls so high and circle so tight
like a virgin's vagina.
Venus, Saturn and Uranus is all i see
I keep my eyes in the sky
and legs planted in the earth like a tree
You hating ass niggas ain't fucking with me.
I got places to go
Somebody to be.
And you can walk with me
if you tryna get free.
And we can't falter fail or stumble
but don't get cocky either always stay humble.
Put that shit away if it don't amount to nothing
We don't got time for it no more
Waited too long
Now we gotta catch up
Auditions are over
All bullshit will be cut.
The time is now, can't wait no longer
That's why I dismiss all that
wont make me stronger.
My movement begins with the
child within
That had dreams of being bigger
than life and badder than sin
I'm just tryna win.
Despite the odds
Despite my flaws
Despite your doubts.
I know what I'm made off
I know who got me.
I know what I can do.
I'm here on the starting line
Starter position, tied shoes
I'm ready to go, how about you?

"all i do is eat, shit and think about success."
-Big Sean

Yes. These words sum my life up to perfection right now. The grind right now consists of finding the rest of my money for Drexel. And that's a lotta zero's. (30,000, and that's the estimate). I'm not stressed, i'm blessed to even be accepted and consquently having to find the money. So i'm taking it all in stride. And i'll find the money and i'm bringing G.O.O.D T.V to a flat screen near you.hmm....
that has a ring. Wonder if Kanye would sue me if i made that my production company name.

March 2nd. around 1am-ish

Soo...
I decided I'm going to write. Fuck everything else. The only thing I've ever been partially constant with is writing. I feel like that would truly make me happy. That's also something i could share. I only like to sing for the lord and myself, and acting is....idk. Just a basic skill i have. I wanna write about my experiences but how do i get readers> Do i even want people to read? How far am i willing to go? What about poetry? Spoken word?

What next for me?

If i get into VCU or Drexel's cinema program then it's on. That's a promise to myself that'll i'll be the next Toni Morrison, Spike Lee and Suzanne De Passe, all in one. I feel like my heart is too big and i am too irregular to just
settle.

I'm not striving for fame.
I'm not striving for money, (but it's up there in my list of priorities)

I just wanna be happy.

And this is just a reminder to myself;
i'm officially taking up the pen as my sword.

GOodNiTe.
P.S. -this was inspired by hip-hop. surprisingly.
P.S.S- and the surge of energy i get after twelve.