Garden of Dreams

The Big Apple left me wide-eyed. My curiosity would kill me if I had nine lives. But you only live once, you know the motto. Now I’m well aware of the path that I’ve gotta follow. Flying home broke but I feel like I hit the lotto. This level of excitement is kinda new to me. 3 days in the city became quite the opportunity. I’ve just gotta answer the door when it knocks. That’s word to Kevin, now when I shoot I’m scoring the rock. Confident enough to pull with 24 on the clock. Not even possible, but you won’t ever get to your goals if you just see obstacles. Shoot for the moon, land with the stars. Before the game, went out with reps from SLAM to a bar. It’s just the beginning. I’m really on the cusp of this winning. Regardless of who may doubt, I’ve gotta trust my decisions. A couple things I’m not too sure if I should broadcast, people I look up to want to have me on their podcast? I think there might be some colder days in my forecast. Nothing short of greatness so I’m prepared for the tall task. Make my life a motion picture and it’s widescreen. I’m wide awake but I’m getting closer to my dreams. A name drop would’ve fit with that last rhyme scheme. I should probably wrap up this verse, it’s been a while. Scene.

     I think I’m starting to get a grip on my purpose. Was scared of happiness, convinced myself I didn’t deserve it. But now i see the life I want, I’m on a mission to earn it. Almost 2020, watch the vision get perfect. Forever grateful for Vic, I’ll write the viciousest (made up word) verses. It’s important to have some people you can count on. Your foot is in the door, so what you gonna do now Shaun? From now on, the way her son shines will make a proud mom. In due time it’ll be tough not to see. Blossoming into the self that I once struggled to be. It’s time to unwrap my gift, cant leave it under the tree. Although my life is coming together it wasn’t complete. But now my heart is full. And I hold the strings I’ve gotta pull. I’m gravitational, see what I did there? Sorry about the tangent, I’m just hoping that it’s clear. A wordplay wizard, priceless but this verse 8 figures. I’m skating in lyrics, you see the way my words paint pictures? I’ve gotta pull myself in, I’m gravitational. Operating with surgical precision, losing patience though. Malpractice, the pen is sick for life. I failed to treat the patient because I didn’t write. SwaggySpeaks, and the silence is my kryptonite. Coolest thing about me is that I’m the host of GripTheMic.
This passion’s impatient, I’ve always had it. I’m destined for greatness like I’m RJ Barrett.
I parlay parrots, repeat myself. I hardly have it, seeking wealth. I’m just tryna tell my story, listen up I need your help. The plan of action is to be myself. I got tired of wondering how people felt.

     I got a glimpse, I’ll see this all the way through. I really flew to The Garden to see RJ’s debut. A major performance, although we were outplayed by opponents. I almost dropped a couple tears due to the weight of the moment. Like “yo I’m really here” went broke to do it but I didn’t care. I felt the vibe, the serendipity was in the air. So now I’m cooking up a recipe for my destiny. Making sure that what’s best for me is what’s next for me. Because the chance to do what you love, is such a special thing. I feel the love, so many people that are happy for me. TheKnicksWall’s the best thing to ever happen for me. Now the kid is working hard like Dexter in his laboratory. What a trip, I’ve gotta catch this flight again. Made incredible connections, and met Allen Iverson? Inspired me, thank God. I’m blessed with these chances. Ironically converting all my questions to Answers. 

P.S. If you happen to be in a position to help out with flights at all you’d be greatly appreciated in helping me make it cheaper to chase my dreams lmao. Same goes for if you’re plugged at The Garden. Either way, thank you so much for reading. It means the world to me and you’re greatly appreciated. I’m on a mission to make you proud of me. Sooner than later. Stay tuned.

“I’m trying to make everyone who believed in me a prophet.”

                                                       - Swaggy T
               
S/O to Shelly for praying over me before I left, Thanks so much to Auntie and Uncle Tony for letting me stay with them. S/O to Kaila for taking me around the city. Thanks to everyone at SLAM for being so hospitable and treating me like one of their own this weekend. And thank you. For reading, for caring, for rooting for me. Love.

Up In The Air

                     Up In The Air

I’m not supposed to be regular.
These bars my calling, composing them in my cell-ular. Ironic cause I’m on airplane mode. A double entendre, you probably didn’t hear that though. I’m just getting started, I don’t know where I’ll go. This verse is in the air. These words won’t disappear. My right airpod is tripping, need to purchase a new pair. What’s this about? The purpose is the question. This is a lyrical movie, I’m just searching for direction. That’s a microcosm...
on airplane mode but the mic is calling. A lack of focus has always been my biggest writing problem. Success and happiness, I’ll find a way to have it all. Time to lock in because I think I feel the Adderall.

Took a chance and took a flight. Wasn’t sure I booked it right. Left and I’m not looking back. Now I only look to write. 2020 approaching the vision’s clearing up. I once wrote vulnerable verses bout being scared to love.
But let me not get ahead of myself, mom said be clear and concise to make my messages felt. It’s like my rhymes are in a million places. Gift and a curse the way my mind moves at a million paces.
Shaun Cena, the way I wrestle my thoughts. Ironic that SwaggySpeaks became my best way to talk. Can you hear me clearly? Or am I off track and steering weirdly? Am I developing a point that isn’t there in theory? Searching for the answers, when I talk to God my prayers are queries.

Took a chance and took a flight, wasn’t sure I booked it right. Left and I’m not looking back, now I only look to write.

I’m terrified of reality, I find my dreams safer. Make the most of this moment I might not see later. Crazy how we’re closer to 30 than being teenagers. Time flies, I’m on a plane trying to keep up. You may not understand but as I explain can you think of-
My perspective. Now just imagine that your mind’s a weapon. Trapped in your head cause you’re not pursuing the right profession. The constant firing without proper aim can be quite depressing.
My passions bring me peace I’ve gotta protect. If I don’t do this now I fear I’ll live a life of regret. Lyrical artillery, I write and fire turrets. I’m trying my best. I’d rather be inspired than stressed. Soon they’ll ask for my autograph as a sign of respect. For now I’ll verify the checks, cause I’m not signing them yet. But in due time, through a few rhymes, they’ll see I blew minds. A diamond in the rough, gotta blow up so I pursue mines. Entendre disguised as bad grammar. I’m trying to paint the perfect picture, must have a bad camera. Had to book my tickets last minute cause I’m a bad planner.
A train of thought that I’ll just take where my pen goes. I’m always in the bank, just the wrong side of the window. Too extra to be ordinary. It’s more than scary, yet I feel safe taking a leap of faith because my floor is sturdy. I thank God I got my foot in the door. I copped my ticket to the game but now I’m looking to score.

The Soil’s Rose in the Concrete Jungle. On a mission to eradicate all these struggles. To let my petals bloom, I have to give them better room. The opportunity in front of me is incredible. I’d be remiss to let it become another thing I never do. Speaking of Rose, bumping Noelle’s EP.  9 years later, Sincerely proud of how well she sings.

Manifesting meditation through the melodies. The intro reinforcing my mantra that this is meant to be. Don’t want to spend my prime years waiting for 6:00. For now I’m facing my fears, til I punch a different clock. Can’t get complacent right here, I’d probably miss a lot. Almost had my vision blocked but I’ll be glad I didn’t stop.
And I just landed at LaGuardia from Florida. If you don’t stop yourself from shooting your shot, who’s really guarding ya? Lightly contested; I write you this message to say give me a minute, watch me change my life in a second. Destined to shine, I’m well aware this light is a blessing. Life has been testing, am I the one who’s writing the questions?