and it’s gettin
it’s gettinn,
it’s gettin kinda hectic!
who knew chaos could ensue
when there’s only a few,
absent from her
absence for two
absent from me,
absent from you.
rollin with the solitary crew.
they stay in my mind,
their voices divine
but I ain’t cryin
just something in my eye an’
da fact dat connections
fade like a tapped cell,
has nothing to do with solitary hell.
bluffin,
(can you tell?)