"MY OWN PACE"

Just because you whisper in my ear, doesn't mean it's something I want to hear..
I walk at my own pace, your sweet nothings will not help you win the race. 
You are a contestant on my show.  Please remove yourself from the front row..
I use my feet to stand.  I guided myself with my hands.
The music in the background that is my live band.
I escape my mind with every new line. No space, no time just me and my rhymes.
Why did I get blessed and cursed? So I can help the ones after me reverse. Back up, slow down just a bit..
Tattoos all over my hand saying take me for who I am..
I have been through some ruff sands.
God is good so I stay clapping my hands.
If you didn't know look at my imprint in the sand. 

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