Ephemeral Thoughts

I walk this life
Wit a long stick
Keepin' my distance
Hey what's the
Price if my palm itch
I drop it to scratch
And now I'm
Lackin I'm all hit
The barrel from police
Sing like
Whitney on long hits
Story of many
I need a lifeline
Shit is my life mine
It's gettin' used up
I guess the price wined
Down, 'cause
Everyone but me
Has got a say
About the last
Breath I take
Ain't no points
That's left to me
I'm shakin
Cuz this life I
Placed my stake in
Got a reputation
For hatin, a nigga
Who ain't find
His place to race in
It's dangerous
When in lane
You pace and waitin
At the finish
Make you take in
What you give
And take the rest
Before you even knew
Need your food
Precious for your soul
And that we know
But since the
Little age of four
I notice that
My plate was cold
And so
Meditation
Common practice
Music shaped my
Calmness atmosphere
And all my
Nigga needed preaching
From what called
From backwoods

You better come
Home for the
Lights out
I thought I
Heard them shootin
Better come home
For the lights out
Cause I don't
Know what
They doin
Fear got a
Hold of me
Please get a
Hold of me
Cause if they
Get a hold of me
They might put
Some holes in me
They might put
Some holes in me

I pray that all
My niggas get to see
The finished
Work we put our
Heads together
Just to reach
I turned 25
And on that day
I heard them preach
At the service cryin
For my mans
Who lay deceased
Tickin' time bombs
Describe this life
We placed to be
In a moments
Notice it could blow
And so we
Cherish it
Terrorists attack
And I saw all the
Loved that Paris get
Shots is back to
Back upon the black
And y'all don't
Care a bit
Breanna Taylor
Life was taken
While she
In her home
Ahmad Aubrey
Was slain
While joggin
For his tone
Tamir rice, a child
Who held a toy
Was gunned
And blown
And George Floyd
Was yelling for
His mom
He died alone
Protests have
Taken country
I thought a life was
Worth at least enough
To punish the
Person who
Tried to take it
Instead I see
The people
Who argue
Against the matter
When was justice
For the innocent
Ever up for
Debatin gotdamn

You better come
Home for the
Lights out
I thought I
Heard them shootin
Better come home
For the lights out
Cause I don't
Know what
They doin
Fear got a
Hold of me
Please get a
Hold of me
Cause if they
Get a hold of me
They might put
Some holes in me
They might put
Some holes in me

This world has
Reached no degree
I can't wait to
Flow through peace
But I can see
That potency
Of hate that's
Filled our souls
Through greed
And other forms
Of poetry
We mold and so
We hold true peace
Black power
Black power
Black power
Black power
Black power
Black power
I can't breathe
I can't breathe
I can't breathe
I can't breathe
I can't breathe
I can't breathe