Too close for comfort.

No, not too close for comfort like the T.V. show from back in the day.

Man! I mean those hairstyles and photo coloring are just screaming the 80's. TV Guide flow!

I mean, people all in your space who have no idea of what personal space means. It's usually the most undesirable people you can think of  that do this. Sometimes you gotta wonder if you're attracting this type of person.

Like dude, we talked about this, and you're still doing this crap!?!

Not only that, but it's like there are variations of the person that keeps being all up in your business. So I decided to write a song about it, conveniently enough, called 'Radius'. Below is the Bandcamp link which you can play right here on the site. In addition to that below are the lyrics to go along with your listening experience! Yeah, I'm good aren't I? LOL.


Let's add a few more images for emphasis on the subject, shall we?

I mean got damn son.

Intro

Longer than a tightrope, aim of a snipers scope

Wrapped around a building, like a line for jordans

New methods of exploring, new masters of exploiting

from the range of it its a radius.

Verse 1

I walk in all nonchalant, then soak up the ambiance

In venues I’m a stomp, hit- the - stage- so- prompt

Thoughts I provoke, I’m - beyond your scope

Beee honest most, theeeey try to sculpt

Something just as dope, well the answers nope!

Only your ego bloats, for a seagulls gulp

Try the belly up approach, didn’t say I told you so!

You well outside your radius, only left complaining bitch

oh looky heres a bench, sit down you’re missing strength

an inch? when you’ve had enough, bags packed enter bus

bad bitch “incubus”, only in my ink you trust

rappers 20 40+ swear they good & blowing up

In 4 blocks staying stuck, same henny, same cup

different dutch, same sluts, 20, 40, 60 up

Diddy fiddy signed you up? Still a bunch a lying fucks

16 bars not enough 2 more verses going nuts!

Hook

Shhhh, I can hear them creeping in, all around the radius in an on the outside, outside, outside

Verse 2

Brainstorm pouring in, more my thoughts are in

opens doors again, think Jim Morrison

I am accomplishing, with my immortal Pen

Fight I’m sticking in, because of self discipline

puts an awesome spin, on how to chalk up wins

take it on the chin, I’m a monstrosity

awe in symmetry, of authenticity

But your brains in gear, controlling eyes and ears

Judge the hemisphere of where have I appeared

Thinking I’m other rappers well I’m nothing like them

White, Brown, or light skin, weight class titan

All my shows tight then, Lockes of a viking

Where did that come from? Nigga it’s been here

your a passive listener, try to pass as good ears

I’m not a  Jordan shot, I won’t fade away

Too many small minds, not enough bigs today

Hook

Shhhh, I can hear them creeping in, all around the radius in an on the outside, outside, outside

3rd Verse

High & Mighty Hitlers, I’m like a trickster

poison your elixir, emerge the victor

Not a great pris’ner, my limbs too limber

make you remember, you  face the enigma

seething contender, who sees through your center

you’re more like a vortex, gripping tight forceps

try to trap my light in, event horizon

I even the odds on, events on horizon

all up in my space & shit, encompassing my radius

leech & a parasite, symbiote maggot bite

I’m a bunch a dynamite, blast everything in sight

no more psuedo friendships, blown away don’t exist

never revolutionary when you’re really capitalists

Yoga and your chakra you can have all that bullshit

talk like a tough guy when you’re  just a jealous bitch

Your body language says more than any of your words did

Hook

Shhhh, I can hear them creeping in, all around the radius in an on the outside, outside, outside