an afternoon thought…

I put my hands up; Let go and let god

Wasn’t nowhere near a secret I was stressed y’all

Wished I could press pause or at least slow it down

Why the hell I wanna hang around all them bogus clowns

This aint a rodeo; sure as hell not a circus

I don’t have a plan, but I know have a purpose

Holdin my breath im delving deeper than the surface

Im searching for understanding of what my worth is

Is it my weight in gold? Hell to the no

Its the aura that surrounds my body that reflects my soul