You came here thinking you would just throw down.

But instead this is a project you don’t understand.

I hope you do not mind me spitting out ideas.

Things get complicated when other things resound

I want to shake the bed

Try and get you out of your head.

But sometimes I think I am too loud.

It isn’t about me. I am not proud.

It is the side path you wonder

Where ever does it go?

And it is I who wander

Try to keep you on your toes.

But if my suggestions get onerous.

Kindly let it slide right on by.

Not meaning to offend thus

Only letting things fly.