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"Howdy" he wrote From a mere click my life changed He made me realize that emotional connections are worth it That he's worth it The pain and worrying that he might not be safe It's all worth it
The school I went to had no after school activities Never had a dad to play with He died the month before I was born He was an OG
ever since I was young, I’d had a gift for the tongue this shit might open the door but as I grew old, real started to fold even the freshest fruit start to mold
I don't get much sleep. I wish that I could leave. It feels like I can't breathe. A ghost I want to be. I wonder if other people feel, This way that I always will. All I wish is to bring back you.
We have a problem with communication, when we need a leader their mouths take vacations, leaving their mouths eerily vacant.   We break silence, with violence.
                                                Husky throats,
This mission is impossible; My family has been taken- If this is not done, Who knows what will happen? Of all the people, I was the lucky gun- The lucky gun who's aiming at some stranger.
Nightmares in my daydreams,Everyday the same scene
We just lost a brother He brought joy in our lives Now tears to our eyes We just lost a brother
Partying has never been my thing I've always been the one who was studying that night I finally went out all hell broke loose   that was the night I lost you BANG BANG is all I remember 
300 years of slavery, 300 years in chains, One hundred years of bravery, This finally led to change. Fifty years later followed Obama’s campaign, Somehow we are still scared from all the previous pain,
Most of the time We try to look at someone else's eye's Try to understand through their covered lies But what we do not realize Viens throb from shameless drugs that mezmorize When their mama cries
People just don't understand how it feel. When someone close to you dies. You sit on the front porch stairs and you cries. As you crying thinking in your head, that should of been me.
Fear storms through the dark endless skies Where it seems that land can only exist at night Where thugs rule the world and parents hide behind doors Hypocritically stating,"the world is yours"  
They look at the color of my skin See ink running down my limbs And the illusion is set in their minds   Suddenly I have a new face   They spit words out Calling me gangbanger
Swallow your pride, boy. Victory isn't real in this world of yours. Where the biggest loser is the winner, and the winners are the losers. Think boy, think! Why are you fighting?
Wait... Stop... Please? I beg you to reconsider You're beginning to fade away Already one foot in your grave   This life will get you Pit you in the middle between lions and bears
Tall hats live on the east Short hats live on the west They both play with figurines But who plays with them the best?   Tall hats believe in warfare short hats believe in house
I Made It High school graduation, 4 years just to see the day Never been to jail, no kids, most of my peers can’t relate As a young black male they say we won’t succeed
Ya see black brothas always tryin to be trap brothas/or rap brothas Why don’t you wrap brotha Bussin out babies like morning sickness This continuous cycle is more than a sickness
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