J, Unattached - JXL

«J, Unattached»

By Julian Lozano

Copyright 2015

Stuck in this mood ‘cause shit spawned

More troubles induced;

I get conned

Into rubbish and blues, but I’m done with it, dude

I ain’t' fuckin' with you- Big Sean

Gotta live on.

I got a route to see

A magic wand is what the mouth can be

With astounding reach: from a house to a mountain peak

The sounds can teach, but you’re down when the vow is breached

Say something cold.

I don’t like attachment

Drain a free soul tryna fight the absence

Of the light.

Insecurity: Its plight is madness

You’re fighting internally just like Damascus

Life in sadness?

Show it!

Don’t hide and mask it

Wake up and smell the roses.

Your sinus passage

Open.

You’re declining fast like pilot crashes

My energy, you want it all like tyrant taxes

But, I ain’t gon' let you have it!

Draining me?

Wait and see!

I’m breaking all attachment

Oh-woah-oh!

I know I’m kinda calloused

But I’m standing strong no manic pawn gon knock me off my balance

J, Unattached (just repeat that corny shit a bunch of times until it sounds

vaguely dope)

I’m not taking it personally when you’re raging and curse at me

I have patience and courtesy ‘cause you’re facing adversity

Just like I am.

You say that: «I'm mad ‘cause you’re brazen and irking me»

If I made a dollar for everytime that I heard that, I’d be debasing the currency

Snakes and their serpentine words they speak, making you nervously slur your

speech

And you get loopy like you’re making a cursive «E»

But, if you’re staying alert and heed this verse and breathe, man,

you’ll sure succeed

Super Saiyan, a burst of heat like a Turkish steam bath.

Burn impede

The beast that eats you of your own creation

Are we that see through?

‘cause you’re phony fakin'

Like you’re happy so you can work and bring home the bacon

But you’re only working on the surface like exfoliation

Microabraisions won’t help to heal your soul

I might slow the cadence so you can tell and feel the pulse

Of my note’s vibrations.

Ringing a bell and feel it toll

Starting a fire in your heart that is even melting steel and gold

Get out your hole.

Makes no difference to me

I’ll admit I’ve been cold, but that intimacy

Doesn’t give you the go to drag him in the deep

Of your miserable soul.

Abandon and retreat

Is what I’m gonna do.

Firstly, what I tell

Is that emotionally no one can hurt me but myself

I keep my well-being not at the mercy of thy help

I don’t take it personally when you’re ringing my bell

I’m unattached, Unabashed

Your life is filled with drama?

I love the cast

I’m only in the audience because: fuck that!

You pussies sleepin' on me like I drugged a cat

You get nunchucked fast- metaphorically of course

This girl took me on a ride like a horror scene aboard

The «L» on the Chicago Transit Authority we toured

Through hell.

Should’ve seen it coming like minority report

Oh well.. .

Oh, I don’t have time to be cold, but baby the irony shows

‘cause I’m writing these flows with societies woes

Under the light and the privacy’s blown

Why should we slow?

There exists a manifold

Possibilities.

Why limit me?

We’re incompatible!

Taking a break and shit from relationships;

takin' sabbatical

To live and travel.

Go the distance in this rabbit hole

I’ve been mechanical in the way I’m approaching life

But, the predator came.

It intended to maim and take a ferocious bite

But I’m like: «Fuck that!»

I’m breaking this ball and chain!

You say I have a karmic debt?

Baby, it’s all been paid!

We can all debate the truth or just call it, babe

«You're called to pay your dues like insolvent banks!»

We all just ate a soup of shit, balls, and rage

Why should they pursue this and solve the case?

If you live in a glass home, changing all the drapes

Won’t limit a damn stone from making the walls-a-break

In an altered state is when you feed me the truth

I don’t wanna wait.

I don’t need to be leaping through hoops

To accommodate all of the things that you do

It is obvious, babe, where this is leading- Blues Clues

Like freaking Blue Moon;

I saw you standing alone

Abandoned and cold in the saddest of holes

I tried to pull you up.

I Stretch my hand and you go

Try to pull me down with you.

Like I practice Judo;

I got my balance, you know, and kicked your hand away

For me to own your problems is a bad mistake

You reap and sow the bondage in this land of slaves

You’re trippin' hard!

I won’t be twisting arms

For you to see what I see.

I’m gonna split and dart

For another experience.

Know, this is art

And I can be the one that’s wrong pick this apart

Shit