Young Proust
Young Proust
Young Proust moving with the times,
rolling,
trying out new combinations,
conquering different nations,
winning,
seeing the same results.
Still with the petty insults?
Flipping overboard to land me like moonsault.
Your punches are too light to be assault.
Reality is weird isn’t it,
cause one moment its there and the next it’s gone,
discombobulated,
entropy,
destruction.
Young Proust remains,
Tea and madeleines the basis of what remains,
Life-bearing and conclusive to get your mama laid.
Young Proust moving with the times,
I’ve been here since day one and I am never gonna stop.
Young Proust consistent and always on top.
Acknowledge Me,
make things easier for yourself,
I am not going anywhere.
Young Proust moving with the times,
Every day is my time,
I am the greatest of all time.