"7 Minutes In..."
Finally, just about time
Early for once,
Not right on time, but
I am what I an
I am truth, I am light
I'm confused
Here's a noose—do you know how to tie it?
Life, life life
Goes by, and by
In my eyes,
You and I
We are the same,
We are the same
Different bodies,
Different names—
Perhaps, we came in different ways
But in my eyes, my love
You are I,
And we, we are the same
Nothing ever changes
Life is crazy,
Hey yeah
Same city, different day
Right time, wrong place
Don't hate me;
Hey, yeah
Nobody can save me,
Just as likely.
The challenge: 7 minutes
What can I do in 7 minutes?
Maybe a little bit of this.
Always came,
And always went
It always was,
And it always is
If I had to guess,
Always wins
That's the way it always went
What is this riddle?
You play the banjo,
I'll play second fiddle—
It is what it is,
It gets interesting, this
I don't know where I live
But I'm fighting against
The tide
I died again
So violently,
So high over my head
People just laugh in the distance
This is just business, miss
My standard to live is just
Cleanliness is close to Godliness
I've been a mess since…
Always came,
And always went
It always was,
And it always is
If I had to guess,
Always wins
That's the way it always went
I'll be Bach—
And you be Beethoven
Woah, who is this how with
Somebody i used to know,
But I guess she's chosen
Oh,
I'm an old soul
Go where I go, till there's nowhere
I got no hair,
Low tide,
No fair
Let's not go there
Yo, hello there
Are you aware of me?
I guess you're scared of me,
No?
That's below the belt
I'm so hot I melted,
Hell is cold so know I've felt it
Smelt it, dealt it
Delta, helpless
Whelp—
At least I can finally rest after this
Always came,
And always went
It always was,
And it always is
If I had to guess,
Always wins
That's the way it always went
—-
I should probably get to the gym,
Damn
Now I don't feel so bad,
It's cold as Alaska,
I can't stand it
I can't go back
I can't fight a man—
Well I guess I can,
If he's magic
Tragedy struck
What the fuck was that shit
Got an excuse for my madness
It's tragedy
Guess I traded all that
For talent
Guess that's a wrap
Not a sandwich
Blacklisted
I showed up in a tent
Said
“This is the resistance!”
I'm fit, but with all this loose skin,
I'm just useless
My next of kin, could use this
Can't jump from the roof,
Full of juice—
This is music
Who are you to tell me
I'm not BLU
And I'm useless
Do you assume this unusual hue is
Illusion— of fully in bloom
I can't argue with you;
I am not in the proper position
Consult your physician, who isn't a person—
But likely an algorithm,
I programmed just to tell you
To yell out all of my demons
Just so I could write this
So that was the reason
For this, and this, and that then
Wanna go back to my family,
Can't, I've been captured
I guess I'm probably a rapper
What about that
But I hate being black
And black people hate me for that
“Fuckin savages”
This land is your land
But my land is half of it,
Man this is random,
I haven't—
Wait, has it been 7 minutes?
I think it's been past it,
Call me a trash can again—
I'll shift into it!
I got the nightshift
Something ain't right, it's
Something bout somebody wasting my time
But I like it
I ain't got nothing better to do than write,
And dislike myself,
So I guess it's a better distraction
Than Skrillex or Dillon Francis,
At least for a minute,
Or, like 7.
I might get paid for this,
I might get laid in a last minute decision
To swipe right on tinder—
Oh wait, does this count as a split shift?
I just clocked in, but my boss is lost in a spaceship,
Look at my face—
Oh, wait, you can't
Cause I planted the planet with masks
Just to get all your ancestors dancing—
Oh wow,
I'm Pasquale again.
How.
The fuck.
(Where's my Taxi?)
DOORMAN
Your taxi, Miss.