I’m amazin’. So calm I’m a comet blazin’.
Come at you like I’m kamikaze crazy.
Got you raisin blinds cos your eyes are hazy, you’re kinda lazy.
Blowin’ roofs off plateaus when I break it down constantly.
It’s karma maybe. For all the times you’ve been condescendin’.
Talkin down to me with a frown look at me now I’m ascending.
Every step I take I plough with intention.
Elevate with such power when I dance.
Made mistakes but I’m proud in a sense I’m allowed to make ’em.
Sit ’em down every once in awhile and learn what I can.
And now I understand. I’m empowered by your hands.
Been with me all this while, what a friend.
Wow I’m a fan. Feed me and I’ll devour it where I stand.
Countin’ down the hours I’ve got a plan.
Never gonna bow and cower again.
The sound of my heart beatin’ on my craft is a pound, not a gram.
-Jon Lau, 25 Oct 2021
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