Wanna be?

How can a people be socially despised yet artistically esteemed?
For every Chuck Berry and Little Richard, you stole the soul and introduce the world to Elvis and rock and roll. For every Usher you know have a Justin Timberfake who couldn’t stand up and be a man when Janet stood alone during half time. He appropriates black style but then hide behind his color for the safety of his career. Bitch ass cried when Punked was about to take his house but our house has been robbed since the beginning of our journey here to the Amerikkka.
So my question is, why you want to be me when we ain’t got it to good. When was the last time you really walked through the hood?
Be you self… To be continued

Just a thought about you (a poem)

JUST A THOUGHT ABOUT YOU
(YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE)

I want to be up in your blood stream just to
Have a better understanding of how your love flows
Through out you body and maybe get a glimpse of that elusive soul.
You see this is the only way I know to get in touch and down to the
Matter, molecules and atoms
Hoping I can construct my own bomb
To match your bomb
So we can be entwine
From the root and then branch off into bliss
Explode together and forge a new edition,
Praying that we can stand the rain, pain
Because life and love is so damn crucial.
You’re that weapon of mass destruction,
They said turned out to be nothing,
The fact is you were hidden in that carmel body
No eyes of blues or fake weaves,
You’re short style remains plenty for me
To lust after
Try and solve you like improper fractions
Just to get a taste of your pleasure principle
That’s sweet like peach cobbler and ice cream.
My walking wet dream, it’s been a while since I dug you so deep.
Watching u look fly in Dolce Gabbanas shades crusin in your green jeep
Getting spiritual with God’s Gospel
Trying to tame a nigga like me
Relaxing your self in scripture
Cause you see the bigga picture