Everyday I’m hustling,
Creative leaves rustling.

Mind stay bustling,
None of my joints be rusting and
I be trusting in
My own thoughts and cursing in
Vernacular language
Reppin ERIC KIM, I ain’t be nameless.

I’m a lion that can’t be tamed,
I’m a tiger that refuses to stay in his golden cage
I’m not a wage slave
I’m a daily artist; creative everyday.

Make your art now, don’t wait until a layaway
Payment, or buying some expensive rainment
Or mindless Netflix entertainment

Most of what we see online is just a distracting train wreck
Superfluous tech, got me suffocating to the neck.

Let’s break from internet addiction,
And write our own words and our own diction.
I have a prediction for you:
If you stay true to yourself,
And hustle hard, you will go very far.

Not just one yard, but one hundred
Your art will spread from Tokyo to London,
Keep your creative lightning bolts thundering,
Keep your eyes agape with wonderment
And asunderment. Is that a real word?
I don’t give a flying merde.

Make photos today,
On your iPhone and pray,
You will catch a decisive moment,
Escape your boxed in creative torment
Unleash your creative waves; ever-flowing current.