Dyked Out

I came from dust that had breath blown into it, I was made from the dirt and grime that society flushes down the toilet bowl, so excuse me for knowin that I'm the sh*t, I took anger and rejection and turned into perfection called spoken word, and words are merely just one percent of what makes me who I am, see I envisioned that my other 99 percent would never scratch the surface because it was too busy clawing through the rubble that tried to bury me, fearing what they couldn't see and what they chose to not understand, so forgive me for being this man who does not gives two damns, or this man that was laid up the same night with somethin the morning after my grandmother was laid to rest, I'm sorry I can't dwell on bad times like all others, see maybe I got it from my mother, but then I thought about how she is, and I found that to be false as hell, so maybe I got it from my father, cause I have seen him do dirt and go to work as if nothin happened, they say like father like son, but unlike my father, I aint never put my familiy in strange and hurtful predicaments, but to me, I already put cement on those wounds, so I aint lookin to break through the ground to allow them to resurface, however I don't mind discussin it, see thats the difference between me and them, I go out on a limb to expose myself, knowin that I will be unbalanced and barely hangin, and sometimes its draining, but I wouldn't wanna have it any other way, thats why I go on stage, ass naked with clothes on, cause baring your soul is damn near equal to having intercourse, because throughout the course of a piece, I strip my outer shell off piece by piece until there is nothing left, yet I grew up rockin right, not quite understanding the fight as a youngin, but through research, I saw what was meant by it, community over everything, and my community is now full of the same gangsters I once idolized and sought to be like, see you know you tight when you can make cold blooded killas appreciate intellect, I subject myself to all sides to make the picture clearer, cause we have been blinded as a people for so long, the same way people closed their eyes to avo id lookin at me, but I don't fret on dislike, cause like a dickless dyke, my naysayers are nothin more than whats between the legs of a woman, they just attempt to pretend to be a man, when in actuality, there not even close to being one