No ratings.
A reflection on a continuous journey through existence. Internally and externally |
Propane in the trunk/with the wheels steady turning/ Summertime heat/ as the block steady Burning never concerning/ mama before she left the table/ Working 80hrs shifts, I’ll be damned / but if I’m Abel; I’d tell my brother/ just endure as much as you Cain, Just smile and tell fables This shits gets real/ Iller than any Odyssey Boys in the hood, raised by two females? .... Something you gotta see No papa doc to prescribe methods on how to make it in Life How to navigate this system, with skin colored as night How to unclench my fist and still stand to fight How to read between the lines when they read me my rights How to search deep in my soul by simply looking inside Was a young man lost looking for paradise A place unfamiliar with what I knew as life Drive bys over dime bags, broken street lights Quarter past too late/ No paramedics insight But through pain grew love which I’m thankful for that The world is all the same no matter where you go/ No matter where you at No matter where you hide I was a lost / and it took many years to find No matter how life ends No matter where life starts Paradise lives in the mind, but it comes from the heart Love yourself. |