life is a gamble so at the slots I pull … And hope for change… in a dollar game … Following… the same …travel path that left many slain … And Check for murals that repeat the names …. In R.I.P.
Highly… unlikely that I V. I.P. … When I …see I’m…. from a place where they don’t say bye… Caught in this black hole…. Where drugs /exchanged for souls … sex for goals … just working the handles… trying to go pro… Miss… sexual predators at the front door … Human traffic…missing in actions … where’d they go… Walking in darkness … when the spark hits …. It’s awkward … Cause the light of truth …caught ‘em…in his pardons… Where are the father’s … he out here lost With his skirt up …. Skinny jeans and his shirt up … Getting his flirt up …. ducky facing in selfies …. By any means…fled the scene… they X’ing black masculinity …without the Uzi….
‘slike fathers …. Got child proofing…. Authors … lack rudiments … and this black family machine… has stop moving … all minorities Ricans …Latine’s… Russian/ Ukraine’s we under siege … protect your seeds… it’s strange and life seems… to be reenacting movies…. Dej’vuing ….so quite as kept I load the toolies And keep it moving ….
>Where are the father’s … he out here lost >With his skirt up …. Skinny jeans and his shirt up … >Getting his flirt up …. >ducky facing in selfies …. By any means…fled the scene… >they X’ing black masculinity …without the Uzi….
*head nod*
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