Age over Wisdom
How many time have you been embarrassed by age?
Drowned in rumors with wisdom strong as rage
When people look at me they see the sweet sixteen
yet they always forget the wisdom established in between
How can I grow into my legacy with a starting ruler?
like a school, you expect the new kid too be much cooler
yes, i have been told, im smart for my young age
I believe the mind can trick wisdom like a powerful mage.
The funniest things happen that elders can’t get
They don’t have time for nature, or too pick of a mitt
Even the sun is getting old
People don’t thank it, because it’s not what their told.
Rather you admit it or not you’re all afraid.
What if my child was correct, and it’s a cracked path I laid
Why cant we listen to the wisdom of one another?
Instead we label brains with age from brother to brother
I would like too say for once someone else is Wright
I just can’t imagine using his words too take another bite
How could you look past someone else’s livelihood?
not even given his word a chance, too have a road SCRIPTED good
Here ye people jump back into God’s hand
where your guarded from southern temptation, in a sacred land
Drowned in rumors with wisdom strong as rage
When people look at me they see the sweet sixteen
yet they always forget the wisdom established in between
How can I grow into my legacy with a starting ruler?
like a school, you expect the new kid too be much cooler
yes, i have been told, im smart for my young age
I believe the mind can trick wisdom like a powerful mage.
The funniest things happen that elders can’t get
They don’t have time for nature, or too pick of a mitt
Even the sun is getting old
People don’t thank it, because it’s not what their told.
Rather you admit it or not you’re all afraid.
What if my child was correct, and it’s a cracked path I laid
Why cant we listen to the wisdom of one another?
Instead we label brains with age from brother to brother
I would like too say for once someone else is Wright
I just can’t imagine using his words too take another bite
How could you look past someone else’s livelihood?
not even given his word a chance, too have a road SCRIPTED good
Here ye people jump back into God’s hand
where your guarded from southern temptation, in a sacred land
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