March 2018

March 2018

March 2018 was written after a trip to New York City, which I believe is the greatest city in the world. I always feel so much possibility when I’m there and the energy is much different than anywhere else in the world. Of course, I haven’t been everywhere, but when something, someone, or some place is special, you just know.

Written and Performed by Ratha David Loun

Produced by Kenneth English

[Verse 1A]

Quarter of a year from quarter of a century//

Still on search for everything out there meant for me//

I learned the hard way it ain’t easy no one said it be//

They peanut butter jelly cuz I got the celery//

They pockets skinny like fiiiiit on my denim jeans//

I get the green but the green attract jealousy//

Caterpillar I’m butterfly around these centipedes//

I go 1 and 0 verse anyone like it’s 10 of me//

I play a role my role but I ain’t actin doe//

Don’t disrespect bitch I might slap a hoe//

Move in silence but my moves mathematical//

That mean they calculated

I’m in the house I’m waitin//

Can’t move without the patience

I’m bout it bout it baby//

I know I’m soundin’ crazy

But I’m it //

And they just ain’t found it lately

Just admit//

This new shit diluted

Ima come thru and//

put my mind to it

and Ima go hard in this bitch//

times two it

RDL4EVER//

and forever Ima prove it

I don’t need attachments //

Told that bitch that Ima Buddhist

Still pullin Christians//

Any kind of women

Still pullin Hindus//

any woman that I’m into

Mo women mo problems//

just like the dough

Feed the addiction and the addiction never slows

The more you know//

The more you grow

[Verse 1B]

I wrote that verse 2 months ago//

Now I got a month to go

Life moving quick blurring past me man I’m//

stuck on go

Tryna find the purpose//

why I do it who I done it fo

Do I wanna make a difference//

____ huh

Or do I want that beach house bungalow///

Convince myself that I need both

They equal//

I want it all in case life has no sequel//

Ain’t no 2, 3, 4//

80 ain’t guaranteed

Life ain’t been fair to you//

It ain’t been fair to me

I ain’t been there with you//

And You ain’t been there with me

I guess its fair to us both//

That’s some clarity

Apparently//

I’m a child of the stars so

The skies send signs just to guide and parent me///

Lookin up is therapy//

so I

Back out the drive way

Hop on the high way//

Moon roof down

As I cruise round in silence//

Let go of past

As I put on the mileage//

March madness

April baby may I//

Stay away from June sadness

Rainin on my mind//

Pen burnin thru the paper like

Some muuuufuckin ashes//

Moldin my future like clay

Like I was Cassius//

I cannot be average

Need that showtime like I’m Magic//

But showtime come with static

And when that static happen//

Ima be spazzin

We about that action//

Carolina raised Duke fan in the brackets//

Dancin’ with the devil

But the moves Fantastic//

Record keep on spinnin

Like the world on its axis//

Seasons change people change

I cannot look backwards//

We goin change the world man

They can’t stop the passion//

Promise we goin do it

For the kids tryna live they dreams//

RDL signing off

Word to 3 eighteen//