steak sauce.

aye guys, its bee.
back again i see.
im real, for the most part.
i wish there was an imax for my thoughs, or life.
struggles only appearent in my mind.
i been thinkin', bout things, things i shouldn't be.
i have the same version of the same dream everynight.
i look in blue eyes, sometimes i forget they're blue,
sometimes i think they're big and brown.
but no, those eyes don't exsist in the state of mind
i 'm in. bee get your mind right.
like im high, off that good s***, called life.
called goodtimes, called memories, call the past.