On hillside where I realize what I’ve always known, nothing is more real to you until you see it first hand. Til you experience the false representation of what you once thought we life. The live it up life , filled with drugs , women plus that little bit you’ve been asking for. This is where it gets weird , those shadow at night are just a reminder of what you once forgot. But that yellow bone with the curly top and that curvy mouth what you been praying for. Just give it all away would it be easier. But This is better than being broke and I’ve had that before. Several times, too many nights to count. Only honey buns keep me warm. She stripped too. But now I know where my soul is, 6th street will teach you fast if your lost. Long story short I just want to evolve. As articulate as I can be right now.