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Fail

Lack of talent
Won’t be the reason why I fail
Have to move
At the pace of a snail
Maybe it’s my skin
It’s not the right colour pail
Probably the reason
I had to see thunderstorms when it hailed
Couldn’t catch water
So I drowned in the frozen waves
The reason
They pushed me off the ship when it sailed
I’m good at telling tales
Like
Remember when we were searching
For the holiest of grails
I had the holiest of mails
Chain
Connected me to whales
Great white
Davey Jones sailed
Remember I was thrown back into the sea
So I’m just making it all up
None of those allusions were meant for me
What was meant to be
Is a young black man
Rising through the ranks mentally
But because of my mentality
My quality of living would be lacking
Vitality
Wouldn’t be based on ability
Lack of talent
Wouldn’t be why I failed
Retching over the rails
When the ship sailed
Even if I stowed away
I’d still end up
In the belly of the whale
Liar
Would you shut up
And let me tell my tale
Like
Remember when we were searching
For the holiest of grails
Looking for short skirts
They used to call it chasing tail
Get caught up
All to no avail
And all the first times
Why did they fail
It wasn’t me
Liar
Would you shut up
Let me tell my tale
I’ve blamed myself enough
As it stands
I have to beg
Crawl on my belly
To achieve righteous plans
And me
Knowing
That’s not what it takes to be a man
Knowing
That I can do other things
That may or may not
Leave cuffs on my hands
World traveller
Left for dead in Japan
Goes back in time in my mind
To get revenge on my killer and
That is not the life I envisioned
So they’ll judge me
Without offering a helping
And
Lack of ability
They’re going to claim it as
So I fail
Maybe I wasn’t the right colour pale
Police
Followed me home
Picking up the scent of a lion
Stepping on the trail
And the reason why I’m telling you this tale
Is because I’ve tried to be good
Or a version of it
All to no avail
Liar
I’ll give you that one
I’ve saved some good souls
Bright eyes following me down the trail
Trailed by wolves
Who’d be called victims
If I lost my temper
And destroyed the first one
To “accidentally” step on my tail
After they’d “put me down”
Claiming they saw drugs in my paws
Forgive me father
For I have sinned
I tried delivering the message
But Nineveh wouldn’t let me in
Unless there’s another reason I’m still stuck
In the belly of the whale
Trying to be patient
Saying this too shall pass
Shit
You wish I lacked talent
Kiss my ass
For the sake of the rhyme

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