Keep your eyes looking towards the future

Thinking of the greatness that could be

I remember plans to change the destined future

but life’s changes makes things harder than what they should be

Can’t lose focus or fall victim

To all the negativity

Remember you were chosen

Don’t catch a case of forgotten identity

Many fools you encounter will speak with false knowledge

Some whom may even be considered kin to thee

Hold no grudges and offer words to enlighten

A better path for them and their seeds to see

These worldly things we hold to heart

Start to drown out our own creativity

Clouding our vision with fame and fast women give way to

Four and a half minutes of sociopathic tendencies

Displayed in rapid rhetoric

Music with no intent or purpose upon delivery

Constant reminders of how you’re the greatest

and everyone is just full of envy

Then you converse about drugs in your ride

And wonder why the police always run into thee.

My Brother, My Brother

When will we learn

Peace is hard to find without anonymity

We can talk all day about what we want to do

But the reality is much different than we tend to see.

Or at least pretend not to see

What others pretend to be

Cause they themselves aren’t prepared

To face their own causality

In their own self afflicted tragedy

Too damn quick to blame another for

Falling victim to their own fallacies

My brothers are caught up

In this slave mentality

Not realizing the image

of a street hustler is a gimmick

Meant to make us followers and mimics

Marching to our own death or captivity

Too institutionalized to see the irony

Of how we slave and slave

For some whips and chains

To feel like a success

When in actuality

It is a spit in the face

To a whole entire race

And generation that fought

For respectable solidarity

WAKE UP