My Thoughts

It's come time for me to once again write down my thoughts
I think this time I'll share
Spirit's got me floating in a wild space, thinking about my position
How many times has my life's guide told me to listen
I have this voice inside of me that has been yelling for y'all's attention but
I've constantly assigned that voice to detention

Maybe because I feel like to y'all it's just words and not instruction
Or maybe it's that I'm just nervous about judgement
Either way
I've just been leaving it all to assumptions
But when them sirens go off
I'm ready to duck em
Cause if that officer goes for his pistol
I'll be ready to truck em
But that might leave my family with no more punkin

So I applied for a license n I'm looking up handguns
I'm really not a violent dude
But like Pac said
If you push me, you gone meet that ledge
I been steady contemplating how to make more bread
Get money in my pockets just to keep my people fed
Spend my every single dollar, with Black businesses
And train up the youngins, so we don't see them on tv dead

I seen all of the businesses trying to show support
That's fine, but I'm still waiting to see y'all on the court
It ain't fun
Cause this oppression got us down like four hundred to one
Im a need Steve Nash to pass it to Dirk, let him work
Cause racism ain't our baby
Just being honest, cause that there is the white man's dirt
It ain't for us to tackle
We gotta focus more on our communities
Setting some good examples

When we trying to win they kill us off
Just look at how they did Nip
Told us the killer was from the hood
They did Malcom X death like this
I mean I got some plans
I got no need for fans
I just need a solid core
Ready for the last dance



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Writer(s): Khalil Pettway
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