Here’s another little experiment:
I turned one of my statuses into a rap.
I’d love to learn a little more music theory as it was hard for me to figure out how to match lyrical flow with the beat with anything other than uniform regularity.
Why did I make this?
It’s cross training for my voice and ego.
Writing, speaking, singing, rapping and putting oneself out there in a variety of formats is great cross training for my impending future.
Just so it’s clear, in poetic outlook
I get a lot of shit for how I show up on Facebook
The effect grates on me like I’m preparing to cook
You think I’m talking wrong but it’s not in the good book
The wear and tear is not easy to bear
But I will not quit and send a flare into the air
Because heaven blessed me when I slept in its lair
You’re the slow and steady Tortoise and I’m the boastful Hare
But this time I will not sleep in the middle
I’m too hungry now and your heart is too little
I lapped you in the race and you’re my lovely second fiddle
We’re One Ocean dawg and you’re just a smaller ripple
I will not die a death of a thousand cuts
All y’all come at me and slice me in the gut
Everytime I’m knocked down I keep getting up
You can’t chain me down because I give zero fucks