Mind of Minutiae
He had his mind aligned with his future
But assigned his time to minutiae
Ignoring the cries of the rooster
Wake up and smell that Starbucks trooper
Under achiever and over snoozer
Far from a loser
But he's hard on himself
Such any easy bruiser
He got scars and some welts
Just another callous turned to armor and it helps
That great poker face cant replace the cards that he was dealt
They dealt him from the bottom of the deck
Its common
The only thing he's promised is his death
Its solemn
But thats a black mans calling in this mess
Dont ever ask a brother why he's stressed
Unless you've been equally oppressed
By that same system thats suposed to serve & protect
That star on your chest, doesnt come with the respect
When you learn that that's earned ill be impressed
He has his mind aligned with his future
By 9 knew he'd be a state trooper
He answered the cries of that rooster
Spent time with a 9 natural shooter
Over achiever, never snoozer
In school he was a loser
Dreams of that big big badge and big cruiser
If not now... then sooner
Walked the streets but ready for Fallujah
Traded in minutiae for new barrel roll maneuvers
The ace up his sleeve for duress
Its common
Look what he's achieved... not impressed?
A lawman
Thats this white mans calling in this mess
Dont ever ask that white man why he's blessed
Unless you can equally invest
in that same system thats left an economic mess
That star on my chest... deserves all your respect
So best learn that i earned it... or get wrecked
But assigned his time to minutiae
Ignoring the cries of the rooster
Wake up and smell that Starbucks trooper
Under achiever and over snoozer
Far from a loser
But he's hard on himself
Such any easy bruiser
He got scars and some welts
Just another callous turned to armor and it helps
That great poker face cant replace the cards that he was dealt
They dealt him from the bottom of the deck
Its common
The only thing he's promised is his death
Its solemn
But thats a black mans calling in this mess
Dont ever ask a brother why he's stressed
Unless you've been equally oppressed
By that same system thats suposed to serve & protect
That star on your chest, doesnt come with the respect
When you learn that that's earned ill be impressed
He has his mind aligned with his future
By 9 knew he'd be a state trooper
He answered the cries of that rooster
Spent time with a 9 natural shooter
Over achiever, never snoozer
In school he was a loser
Dreams of that big big badge and big cruiser
If not now... then sooner
Walked the streets but ready for Fallujah
Traded in minutiae for new barrel roll maneuvers
The ace up his sleeve for duress
Its common
Look what he's achieved... not impressed?
A lawman
Thats this white mans calling in this mess
Dont ever ask that white man why he's blessed
Unless you can equally invest
in that same system thats left an economic mess
That star on my chest... deserves all your respect
So best learn that i earned it... or get wrecked
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Writer(s): Ian Goldberg
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