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Priorities

December 24, 2017
By shadow13kp SILVER, Advance, North Carolina
shadow13kp SILVER, Advance, North Carolina
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With priorities messed up
Self confidence down
And a mind scattered all around
Starting out lost but then found
That’s God first
Family second
And girl last
But see before I was having a blast
Putting games first
Girl gone
And God somewhere in between
Trying to sugarcoat the truth
Ruthless and reckless
Want him to protect us
But why should he
When my faith was directionless
Rage and wrath
The only path I knew
My list of importance was screwed
Nothing but crude
More mad than apple when they got sued
For making their old phones slower than my old mind
But you know what?
It’s one of a kind
Hard to find
Like a blind man looking for it
Without a canine
With priorities messed up
Self confidence down
And a mind scattered all around
Starting out lost but then found
That’s God first
Family second
And girl last
The way I see it
I was a cat with nine lives
I’ve used eight
And I've gotten myself in a bind
So at this point
My only choice is to grind out rhymes
Like pig meat into pork rinds
I’ve seen the signs in the sky
Prying these life puzzles apart
Like I put a crowbar to a Rubik’s cube
Cause I’m not in the mood to solve it anymore
I’m going full force
Taking all the blood and gore face first
No helmet of course
It’s unbelievable
Inconceivable ideas
Like fears from a nightmare
Now we’re shifting gears to the right lane
The one driven by pain, sweat, and tears
It’s the only road that leads to anywhere
Other than where I started
This time I’ve not been outsmarted
It’s about time my lyrical intelligence started
So now as the words depart from my mouth
My life’s no longer headed south
I’m northbound
I’ve turned around heading straight for success street
Ready to meet any problem that comes my way
As my fixed priorities come into play
It’s perplexing
How I’ve made my brain so strong that it’s flexing
My life is what I’m correcting
I’m resurrecting my rhymes
Like Jesus after he died
I changed
Now my flow shoots harder
And my words actually have range
It’s like my mouth spits bullets
I know
It sounds strange
But I’m like magic now
So call me the rap mage
With priorities messed up
Self confidence down
And a mind scattered all around
Starting out lost but then found
That’s God first
Family second
And girl last
This is my future
And that was my past


The author's comments:

I wrote this rap to explain how much I've changed over time.


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