I hope I can stay here… If not… Fuck it…

Knock knock!

Then the call to me after…

“They said they want to talk to you…”

For what…

“Some bullshit…”

I laughed a these fisher men…

With badges on chains…

I’ve moved away…

An changed…

Still I remain…

The bad man in discussions…

Nothing matter when you’ve…

Been down this body slammed road…

Situations common like this…

I can’t even blink my eyes without…

Being pulled over an frisk…

Stopped on the street…

“You fit the description of…”

Let me guess…

A robbery…

Suspect…

Guns to my face…

Then released without even a…

“Sorry!”

Maybe I’m just in the wrong skin…

Or maybe it’s just a coincidence…

All I know is I’m use to my rights…

Being abused…

A grown ass man on time out…

That’s there plan…

The American dream…

When I can…

I’m getting a passport…

And getting the helll…

Out of this lemonade stand…

When life handz me that lemon…

Bye bye uncle Sam….

ONE AND A HALF

Naive…

Peeking through…

shallow streams…

 

Bolt action mouth peace…

You must choose your first words…

Or die by your impression…

 

My ears only here your untitled…

Trying so hard…

Dieing so soft…

 

Quiet…

Think…

Listen to me…

 

Our views are so different…

That it differs with how I think…

It cracks the tank…

 

Clouds black of memories…

Only when you speak…

My day to day is painfull…

 

So it’s easy for you to delete…

My blues and lows…

Saying you understand…

 

Trust me…

You dont…

You never will…

 

Your never sick…

I’m always ill…

My ailments come from…

 

Slum living…

Handgun privileged…

Racism…

 

Crooked cops…

That plant drugz on victim’s…

Breaking a never mended…

 

Never ending…

fuel to a family that…

Was never there…

 

My only¬† family is…

Cell block living…

Welfare and Automatic weapons…

 

This country is the only terrorist…

That I See…

Things I can tell you…

 

Even if I did…

Tell you how we living …

You wouldn’t even believe me…

 

So if you want to see…

Feel the heat…

So close to you…

 

That it left 2nd degree…

Burns through concrete…

Robberys…

 

Drama that can escalate…

Into something you can’t run from…

So your left to wonder…

 

when will I die…

waiting for some kind of rapture…

What’s worst better?

 

living…

Or living to suffer…

 

You wouldn’t no…

Because your life has no true struggles…

 

 

you need to listen…

then you will understand that I’m not as evil as you think…

My money may have blood on it