Twe12ve Steps Around the Sun
Production by Optimus Rhyme aka Trademark
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Story behind the song
Disfunctional Parenting parrellel to the world we live in from the perspective of the sun/son ..and the "Twelve" represents the intro to a new alias
Lyrics
My words are living Proof of familiar truths, my Roots held fast,
fathoms beneath the lavish beat nurturing moves sticks & jabs
play rhythmic to the deafening thump of fluid as it smoothly funnels thru the womb
Then tumbling from the deep conduit I assume ah,
I 0osilate for the premierre, suckling earth's breast by grippin the soil tight
diggin in with a hefty heel, the field of vision still shaky, blinking till focus and fill
meet the outlines, (So surreal) It'll be soon after I'll realize, I'm now of the outside,
materialized as flesh, No longer just a wavering thought bobbing slow sunk in potential depth,
there for a moment and then there it goes off the ledge, down the drain,
as quick as it came and lept, return to the hue of always fading out,
just before concretion could pledge
proud a cork into the wayward spout of the rather conceptual balloon I am,
that inflates only halfway
before they pop or deflate due to a second rate attention span, raised
by Couch Potato Guidance in quotations, That speak only in hairy knuckle back hand,
decorating baby crowns with fingerprint abrasions ,Zero patience,
Ah yes the quick wit of a love tap to the backside of the head,of a hungry infant,
punishment for interrupting Dad's quality recliner time in Tv land
The stork musta shared a quick snort of 8ball with the trashman,
Playing door to door door-bell run a scam
switchin my swaddled bundle to wail on the front porch of a disconnected fam
The stepson to a 12 step, program ducking, neglectful planet,
Apparently an unfit parent, adopting far too much to take
to maintain a healthy standard,
Every Maternal class scheduled, she musta skipped too hammered,
Bribin a suffering child with materialistic habits,
nurturing abusive attachments, unleashing all restraints and limits
except the tree of wisdom, She kept in the back closet beneath the stairwell,
