"Some were born to rock and some were not...
You either shit or get off tha pot"

At this point in time....
Going through the same things as him... I composed a strong rhyme
See
He'd already been through what I'm about to
But came out on the wrong end
Fake thug who caught a slug when he wanted to pretend
Now his dreams and self esteem are off in the wind
And I'm the last hope
The last option before the whole family goes broke
The nigga told me this while exhaling cigarette smoke
So I took the shit as a joke...
My Age was 11
Big brother's name: Kevin
Knife and bullet wounds he's got all together equals 7
He told me to find myself
And appreciate self wealth
Leave all the bullshit and ego on the shelf
Make moves in stealth
And don't do what he did....cuz it was bad for my health

Now I'm a young man
And these hoes want ya boy in HIGH DEMAND
Then I stopped to think
He was in the same position then
As I am right here where I stand
Quit school for a fast grand?
Bang that conscious shit? Or follow the back who listen to rap lyrics that have turned bland
Time tickin'
Looking through the hour glass is fast movin sand
The path is already paved for me to slave
But do I take it...
Red or green pill?
Soon I gotta chose, but first let me find out which is the right hand

Peace

*Daps -- & -- Hand Claps*


~WORD~

A guitar string vibrating, a measure of my soul, a breech in the silence --
I've always felt like words come through me & I write them down... they have no master --- gsquared ♥

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I'd love to hear this live...

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Can it be I stayed away too long?/
Did I leave your mind when I was gone?/
It's not my thing trying to get back/
But this time let me tell you where I'm at-- Jackson Five