y Art

Steady writing my pain away, the plot escaping me
Hoping these feelings just fade away
Might not make it another day
I'm asking why do I do these things, when am I truly me
Top where I'm soon to be or do I fake it exuding peace
While evil is ruling me, world and its cruelty
Dreamworld screwing with me
Girls everyday proving to me will never be true to me
I close my eyes and hope to sleep with peace and blind to potency
My spirit cries so hopelessly, the devil's lies provoking me, be choking me
Wake up with cold sweats jot in my notes and see
If I could find some peace to please the ghost that lies in childhood dreams
Feel I strayed so far away like who am I supposed to be
I pray to God devotedly
I'm weak inside just like a tree that can't witness the sunrise
I'm ostracized who close to me
Said they wasn't who they supposed to be
Can't be the roots that's holding me down, was holding me back
Matter of fact all they wanted was control of me

And I ask God why they be so cold to me
Why they keep on showing me can't trust no one but You and me
Why they tryna drag me overseas and drown me in the coral reef
My childish eyes too shy to see that this part of my Odyssey is meant to spark new life in me
New light in me shine brighter than the coral reef
They look upon me spitefully, take credit as they pridefully pretend they wanted right for me
Now they feel they could rightfully get access to my royalties
But I'm practicing maturity
Practically assuring me God above wanting more for me
I gotta want more from me
So there's no more deplorably tainting my story with inadequacies
I imagined, perceived the dreams that died in back of me
Look to young AP said we gotta have a track meet
Look at your track sheet, because it's about to be a wrap G, but don't tap please
It gets a whole lot worse but you get the chance to attack these
Monsters and fiends and alternate things
Nighttime in your dreams, daylight you can see
They like to conceive false notions, commit treason
Your pearls of wisdom they can never keep them

So trust this only the start
You have to search it deep within your heart
To find the reason why you art

The reason why you art
The reason why you are
Search it deep within your scars, my people deep behind them bars
We are stars with dreams to bring us further than Mars
And we got heart to keep this world from falling apart
Though we got last place start, create abstract art
Pushing laundry carts, Love to the dearly departed
That died at mini marts, got killed in parking lots
And their lives snatched what was supposed to be a routine police stop
Fuck the cops, young brother got it bad because I'm hot
My brown skin, melanin, it blinds others as it shines under suns
Yeah that shit pop
We are state of the art
Why we are loud and proud, probably the Bonaparte syndrome
Got the crown now tell our counterparts they can go home
Put down their stones, break them down less than a day Rome
They end up alone their power is lost
Priceless but this is the cost to finding our own
In this world we happen to roam
Past remnants remind us of how far we done grown
Shalom
I'm gone