We awake amongst each other on a daily Enraptured in your strong arms on a nightly Severity of your embrace fluctuates at times On a scale of 1-10 many say that you're a dime
It should be a crime for you to have such a grip on us Just for some time away we'd gladly ride in the back of the bus No fuss nor cuss, just us having a moment of solace You're so controlling that some want to join Christopher Wallace
Cause your malice is like an iron fist in a velvet gloved hand Those who aren't afflicted with your addiction just don't...
Spoiled apples in your bunch have crushed my view of you Transitioning you from Officer Friendly to an enemy in blue Y'all should say Soo Woo for all the blood that y'all spread Cuz everytime I turn around another one of us is dead
Are y'all bred to raise y'all legs and piss on our faith & hope Because you know that both are our strongest means to cope It's like we dropped the soap and weighted ropes keeps our faces down With our pants to the ground as you emaciate the pretty, round brown
Silence provides allowances of thoughts unconceived Those moments when our torment takes a reprieve Solace away from malice gives us chances to breathe Granting us with opportunities to properly grieve
A period of leave away from the day to day hustle Allowing us to regain strength in our mental muscle A detachment from life's excrement like a corpuscle Rejuvenating our psyches to prepare for more tussles
With dexterity & duplicity, I'm reaching for the stars Shining bright ambidextrously with free poetic bars So from afar, wherever you are, they'll remain on your mental Staying retained in your brain like something elemental
Keeping it plain & simple like unlettered lexicons I can also get spiritual like biblical Psalms Like the calm before the storm, I can be eerily silent But a poem gives my thoughts form whenever I write it
Like State Farm I perform discount double checks So what I spew and you view can be easily fact...
Reflecting on days of roaches and white paper money Life's been no crystal stair nor filled with milk & honey Like Sonny, wealth is missing and being held for ransom Grinding, working hard so my kids kids can have some
Generationally from me so we can fulfill our dreams In order to get some rings, we must play as a team To redeem the cream that's rightfully ours Beware out there of those in watch towers
They'll shower you with piss and call it hot rain They'll slang excrement then complain about stains ...
Everyday they convey another shooting spree So I contemplate if I should keep my heat on me Cause all I can see is a world getting colder Maybe it's beauty in the eyes of the beholder
The smolder is choking me like Floyd by Chauvin Demise before my eyes as more lives come to an end Not going to spend my remaining days living in fear A change ain't gon' come and that's become abundantly clear
I'm just trying to steer clear of the clear & present danger Going on everywhere that there's uncontained anger A complete...