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∞ Versus

Staring up at the constellations and I’m wonderin’ something new, will I’m waitin’ for that Folger’s French Vanilla Blend  this feeling that I’m gettin’s-gots-me grinnin’ like a kid

 

No shit notions adding to the pile of ∞ Goals versus ∞ Dreams

(Yet again)

For the moment, I'm going forward with all hope and casting aside all reasonable doubt

What if I fucked around and I did it!
What if I fucked around and I made it!
What if I fucked around and flipped a penny on it’s ass

Going for it
Goal was only to attend the iHeart Music Festival this year and every year for the rest of my life has now quickly became the Dream opportunity of my life…what if a friend shared and showed with a friend could turn into a voice millions could understand, if you feel me then you’ll hear me the moment when I’m @ the point SayingThis in front of all my homeboys and homegirls with they bottles of  Rye Jack in the air that’s gettin’ it in mixed with Rockstar

What if did that, would you show up?

Would you party with huh me really? ‘Cause like I’m [ON] OFF for this, man

Well I be supposin' shit like is absolutely possible and the only way ta properly determine which is which would be to examine the true likely outcome of one vests another of either I mean if one is possible then surely so to does it mean for the other here I go crossin' over the median for change or green again looking to feel some pride willing to put myself through some hellish schedule torture for the Ahmes to supplant the want no doubt I must truly understand the sight I write is until solved a by choice a deliberate commitment to the obligation  I made long ago to forever remain astray from the expected no guess transposes the challenge into an ultimatum bright light "how do I know" or fucked up "why didn't I try" exposing of my fears to avoid the feel of rejection or aim at the moon for joyful reflection?

Answer that while I ponder over a Platinum Sellers Beat sittin’ in the back of the class

Wonderin’

Succeed or fail hell I can barely grasp with the few sense I have so however  I don't know but I'm  ‘fine show gone ‘til I find out ‘til ∞ I so damn fa’sho all in
I encourage you to find out your sooner rather or later  your own MR = (xmax+xmin)/2 ya boy rightchea 2:1’n the odds  for now faolrweavyesr if you share what I see I’ mma tear it up for we,

Turnin’ up a new thrown off thought
If you see me performin' then I’m settin’ fat with my pocket zone gold balls in socks that's racks off wax by tha loads weight checkin’ go for tha scheme in whole ‘nother scene picture perfect conversational wit from lid ya know yo that’s the script..

What if I became What if I did

What if I can became I always knew I could

What if I did it gave my all

What if I

 

LET NO QUESTION GO UNANSWERED…

 

GOALS? vs. DREAMS?

For me that’s the:

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