Thoughts without a motive

By Na'shon Kemp

My heart has always been like two tooth picks 

easy snappings

 my life's been like a locked door with no key 

once your out there's no back in 

cuz tell me if u betrayed me once

 how can I trust u enough to ever let you back in 

Oh and when I die remember my face cuz there will be no open caskets

Soft beds and sweet lullabies 

My home was built upon these cold hearted altered nursery rhymes 

My mind is sick so I'm just crazy

I was born the way I am there is no way to change me 

 

The rain helps the crops grow 

as the thunder echoes when the wind blows 

listen next time  

Adventure is just a playground for lust to develop in 

Too bad for me I lived my whole life in a lustful development 

Everyday was just so fun and sinful

It's like I was living two lives 

One on earth and the other

 as just a capsule for the birth of the devils kids

You'll understand that in time

 

If you think about it our past hours will

forever be the future for those still living in yesterday's 

Where always in the past according to Japan and china 

Yet we try to get ahead of them for the future 

Time isn't by our side

 

I love to watch the morning ocean view sunrise

My frailness is also my very strong durable assets 

My liabilities are trying

but still haven't come to bite me in my ass yet...