Head Start on Movement

feelin like shit
but ima get over it
i know it hit
a vital organ
but im forgin
my way to a new donor
not the owner of mine
anymore
but my time came n went
n my lifeblood is spent
like way too many dollars
in the pocket of a welfare baller
overextended my ends
and overstayed my stay
so ima be up n on my way
might take a day
to get awake
grab this body part
off the stake
but this body art is
not fake
every tat tells a story
of pain, fame, n glory
no regrets
i refuse to less then
stay big like a texan
im lex and luthor
two parts in one
doin karma sutra
ready wit some krypto
for this bitch
Lady Fate
who take n took her time
fuckin wit my mind
while i signed away
this contract and that
now im tryna get my contacts back
n see clearly again
feels like it's really nearly the end
but no fear
if this stage was a career
for me it'd be a temp job
ima blow past it
like a hemp crop
go past the drug
like i was D.A.R.E.d to
in a little bit
this little hitch
is fit to be  in my rear view
wit no hindsight
once i get my mind right
i can drive safe again
just a matter of takin in
my surroundings
cuz im down in
a spot that got me frownin
cuz GPS
is best where it's got access
and im out of range
of any brains
in the night sky
the satellites
can't tell me where to go
so ima just keep drivin
till i know
see cuz aimless
is painless
n where im meant to be
is where i was sent to, see?
so direction don't really worry me
ima hurry the
fuck up
and buck up
buck up
cuz i gotta keep it movin
don't know what
but i just gotta keep it doin
what it do
im the dude who
prosecutes lose
all i do is win
whatever bitch situation im in
im akin to a bruised fighter
who returns to a ring
frothing and tighter
more ready for the task
of smashing and attacking
keep running
running
don't stop for asking
cuz i aint got time for that
i don't know where im at
and i don't need to
i bleed blue
an alien outside
who sees you
and the rest as potential text
adding to my next
column
i went all in
and now im out of chips
n it don't feel right
least i got more shit to type
and write
...right?