Como Se Dice

(专辑： Art Ambidextrous - 2011)

Some things can't even be said in poetry
But I'll give it a shot
You are what I'm not
What I wish to be
Let me find the simile
Como se dice
She is my soul
Esta mi alma
She is my moon
Esta mi luna
And I can't find the words
At least in my language
I don't know how to say this
Let's try it in Spanglish
Like it feels
It feel so uncomfortable
Cause I'm so used to a ton of bull
So when it feels real
It feels so unbelievable

Feels
Like, like walking hand-in-hand with emo bands
Bangs over my eyes and girl pants
But it feels so God-breathed don't tease me
An unclear move of His Spirit, believe me
A struggle cause my own thoughts can be deceiving
A seething deception with evil inceptions
But it feels so, right
Which ironically don't feel right
Because it ain't ever felt right
You feel me, right?
But it feels like
Like trading brains with Maxwell
Or a Bilial or John Legend type sorta fellow

It feels like
Like overdrafts
And them kicks is bad
And she gotta have 'em
And she ain't ask for 'em

And it feels like
Like one of my organs was stolen
So when we ain't talking I feel unwhole and swollen
And my life was golden
You can ask the homie holding
He believed in me when no one came to see me

But it feels like
Like the future is far greater than I could have ever imagined
Like, how could this happen?

And it feels like
Like five miles outside of Canaan
Or Harriot Tubman when she first seen the Mason Dixon
Line that demarks the freedom

It feels like, like freedom
Like, like some things can't even be said in poetry
But I'll give a shot
You are what I'm not
What I wish to be
Let me find the simile

Como Se Dice
It feels like
Like it's impossible
For anything, anywhere, to be more important than this moment
Like I'm fitting to bite Incubus lyrics
Like her mouth moves in slow motion when she sings
It's infinitely interesting

Como Se Dice
She is my soul
Esta mi alma
It feels like
Like all that around her fades to duo-tones
And she remains this vibrant CMYK
What can I say?
It feels like
Some things can't even be said in poetry