About Me
“The handling of a heart’s a very delicate art ‘Cause it’s paper thin One irrelevant thought, that started out as a spark Could be a poisonous dart, that leaves a permanent mark, that’s ice cold in the day, and burns in the dark and makes you never want to see her face again… Tee hee, what a place I’m in Lead me to the staysh-i-in (station) A one way ticket, don’t look back One cold tear that froze and cracked A whole lotta pain I’m holding back My team says, ‘Eff that, roll the sack’ I said , ‘If my skull was cracked, and blood ran out to the coldesac, that could not match me where I’m at’ My memories flash me there and back Yep, there goes me right there in black Holdin hands, not starin back She starts crying, I start denyin that it’s my fault, and I’m aware of that Man, in hindsight signs be glaring back Where’s the map to show you where you’re at? I can hear the crowd yellin, I can smell the tires smoke, I can hear the starter pistol where’s the track? Ring, no answer Came home late Jane told Dick she had a date But Dave’s just chillin And at that moment, the right brain says to the left just kill ‘em Make the headlines, make the frontpage Wild out in the courthouse, man thrill em They’ll say the boy dead wrong, but I feel him….†Jay Electronica, Act 1: Eternal sunshine (the pledge)
