Conversations

Two Friends Interact Over A Joint

Oh, how times can change people.
And keep people the same in a vice-like grip
The hurricane years.
When everything you know or own is ripped from their roots
Love and wealth hovers tauntingly above grasp in the winds
And people make promises they will break later
When the blood spills and individual success is on the line
But some just stay the same
Leaning against forgotten walls
I might visit home one day
Run my hands along where I used to write
Might crack a bottle in the rinks tonight

"Devon, devon, wake the fuck up! You alright?"

Ah, i'm not too sure
I can still taste the lies on my mouth
Priorities all tangled up in blankets and blonde hair
I just said what I had to say
Never realizing those promises would haunt me one day

"Dude you're tripping. You hooked on a girl again? You're always one something else when it comes to shortys"

Nah, I miss a feeling.
Not a particular female in particular
But the freedom I mean, man
Feet dangling off the dock.
Toes just brushing the water
My only fear was an ice cold plunge and spilling my beer
At the same time, I wouldn't mind laying back up with shorty
Just for one night, you know?
She had a way of laughing at me
Washing over me like the pacific
She used to trace my scars with long nails
Asking me where they came from
she never held back from the truth
I envied the way she looked at life
This unobstructed fucking dope view of life


"You do this to yourself you know that? Always seems when we right faded you get all nostalgic"

Just pass that as we head down the road to nowhere
No mans land they say
I say when it all comes crashing down
Aint no cash demand on mayday ok?
We've been chasing the sunset our entire lives
Some kind of warmth that'll put us to sleep

"You know, lately when i've closed my eyes everything seems so clear"

Maybe we're living in a dream?

"Far from it man I got issues, real issues"

Hard time growing up I know
But we aint slowing up
Still growing still showing up
Doing what we gotta do to survive

"My dreams aren't my goals though. I've come to realization that I need to be reasonable in life. My girls got a baby now. And I don't want to be like her daddy.
I mean, it's a little heat.
She aint really got a daddy..
But her daddy ride a caddy down my street
Pushing keys she just wants to delete.
And her brother? Homie lives on the street.
Dude can rhyme though, lives off a beat.
But he aint never gonna make it, chasing dreams with cold feet"

Word.
Enough said man.
I feel your pain like all the others.
I feel their pain.
But that's something for another day.

-dev