Too much going on, too much happening
It's been hard to focus there's so much happening
My time management skills haven't been adequate
Never the cat for panicking but the weight on my back is Impacting the way handle it, feel like I'm Atlas
But facts say that is inaccurate
Isn't matching, it's just not as bad as I can imagine it
It's just a matter of packaging the angle of the analyst
Snap the flick, catch me tripping dropping all the balls
My juggling skills unappealing, to pick them up I got to pause
Spot the cause and block it off plot its fall
It's possible it's just a lot of balls
I got to draw the line or I'm a drop them all the time
I'd rather lose a ball than the marbles I call my mind
Some of y'all are stressing, over a full plate won't pass on the seconds
Matter of fact you want extra dressing
It's a blessing to have something to do
But make sure that you get your rest in, the Sabbath was meant for you
Not the opposite, God's watching us
Willing to do what he's gotta do to stop us, and remind us that we gotta rest
We've gotta rest
Catch your breath
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