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My pen blend the thoughts in my head but sadly these aren't the only thing facing black woman they blame bad luck and lacks of buck with there hands outstretched they're reaching for change but i only have common sense to lend because knowledge.. knowledge is priceless and being broke is the equivalence of ignorance
its far from bliss.. its far from this i tell them to listen but they cant even afford to pay attention..a nations generation so caught up in the affiliation lost with no destinations empty seat at graduations.. searching for patients feels like im searching for the man in the red and white sweater with the hat the blue pants and the glasses again .. "dang there i go getting distracted again".. bad habits and friends seem to mix like a affection and gin while it seems the only shots that these people can bar tend.. and we we're back in church and its not even the week im just praying that god lets me see another four season as i ridicule this fabricated truth told among the youth that success can not only be found on a court but also in a booth, as i sit and view this news of this suicidal genocide that got us scared of our own kind , they got one life lost to white lies and jail time what good are the eyes if your mind is blind?, what good is the message if you ignore the signs you see my word is like a chemical compound im just trying to get a reaction.