Derived from the roots of the original fruit
that blooms the ignorance of man
I take poverty in my left hand and...
Combine it in marriage to lackluster might in my right.
Perfectly joined in sickness and HOPING for health
Dealt the cards with skull & bones amounting themselves in financial wealth.
The life of a man is expensive to the rich....but given an inner-city perspective
It comes a dime a dozen with a steady pitch.
Can you hear the sound of a dying breed?
Consensual to perish watching themselves bleed?
So when I create rhymes, verses, hooks, or whatever
THAT goes towards my muscial mentality see...
Parallel to demonic satanism we
blatantly disobey yet expect payment from him
as if we're owed...sinking in our own pitiful boat.
Yet we can achieve and be better than he that put us here
where misery...loves company.
The obvious= Barack Hussein Obama
The predeccessors=Malcolm X and others.
The future=ME
I can't speak for you and yours but regarding my socio-economic status hard work is
the remedy.
So when I'm coming at you musically best believe thats MY musical mentality.
The rock of my world the hemoglobin of my soul are the lives around me that keep
my life full.
You can't tell me to fail. Cursed with this desire of insatiable appetite its impossible
that I wont prevail.
Education seeks to that. My family seeks to that. My God seeks to that. And even
the
people that have my back.
It's not even tangible for me to grant you sight into the light that guides MY life.
As long as I live I promise to be free.
Rid of insecurity, ignorance, stereotypes, and misconceptions of me.
Please understand when the mic's in my hand, I bring THIS to my musical mentality.
Push the garbage to the corner and lock your mind from the stench
Cause those false all-star players are destined for the bench
When your concern is intended for the monetary gratification you'll never have my ear.
No limitation fathomable could trap me to be there.
I chase everlasting vitality because thats my muscial mentality.
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