The show is next week. We are inundated with fear. There are so many ways to find failure in the midst of success. There are the excuses: “I have other things on my mind,” “I need to take a break,” “What’s the point of all this?” and my personal favorite, “THIS IS BULLSHIT!” The weeks have be filled with daily lectures of how and why attention to detail is important but it seems to fall on deaf ears. Two minutes after I give the talk the same behavior comes into the room. The writing is great, but the effort is inconsistent to say the least. When the focus is there they rise, but more often than not they succeed in pulling each other into the mire. They will make it but it won’t be easy.
But then there is this weeks sample:
I’m a be better than the basic rap stars
Even if I don’t make it that far
If I had to take on inference I’m a make a difference
Creating great tensions
For all those on the path to greed
As a branch for trees
Me to rap with ease
So I can pass the beat
So my cousin Adam Reed
Headin back to the streets to stop the action
Cuz it’s getting hot
When the block reactin
I’ll be prolly stackin
With a jolly passion
Askin how we could work together
Striving to change the world for better.