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Nigga my fade be the meanest this nigga been hot since a foetus                                                  I’m leaving a distance between us, free us from hash tags and demons                                           we live by snapbacks and beaters                                                                                                                                        free us from hash tags and demons  
For all my sisters who experienced Heartbreak, pain, that sent them to psychiatrists and Jesus, that sent them to psychiatrists and Jesus                                                                                                                           
For my homosexual Brothers and sisters who seek God in dark corners cause they were told there was no place for them in the kingdom of heaven you were told there was no place for you in the kingdom  of heaven                                                                                                             
For, those who live on misery and miracles brothers and sisters for the Christian the Buddhist, the Muslim the spiritual.                                                                                                                                                                             For, the Kaifer, the Koon the Consequence, the Aborigine, the Albino, the Abstract
These are the Words that are yours                                                                                                                                 I said these are the words that are yours                                                                         
For all the people that smile deep down in the frown of poverty and spit sovereignty at statistics in the form of choice and in the form of voice                                                                                          I am yours
For the babies in Syria that what their childhood and their mama’s back For all those people trapped In Nairobi In Westgate 
For we no longer racially profile, For even White Women Can be terrorists 
For all the women whose confidence lies in ***** and scrotum had their Self Esteems Drowned In semen , I promise Its swam its way out into the world again and its looking for                                                                          you it’s looking For you                                                                                                   
For you, all the brown in autumn all the wit in rain, all the wag in swag all the mystery in brail all the pages on papers and the damage prevails, 
For, the Hooker,the Hawker, the Whore 
For, the Nurse
For, the Song 
For, the child

For, the passionate
For, the passive
For, 1994 
For,Biko
For, Lenin 
For, Marley
For, Socrates
For, Sex
For, Drugs
For, Death
For, Banter
For, Beast 
For, Cross
For, Blood
For, Mary
For, Change 
For, Reasons for Four Seasons
For, Kilo, mili and grand
For living and not 
For, ever
For, time
For, Dust
For, Echoes
For a million timeless thoughts trapped in a timeless capsule
For, the strange fruit Hanging the strange fruit hanging 
For the day that I became a troubled man 
For yeah I like boys dad, I like boys dad 
For, The blood in my uterus 
For, The authority in my voice the authority in my voice, the beauty in my palms 
For the days that I will weep and the days I will not, 
For, Love that hides and taunts for  love that hides and taunts 
Nigga my fade be the meanest this nigga been hot since a foetus                                                  I’m leaving a distance between us, free us from hash tags and demons                                           we live by snapbacks and beaters                                                                                                                                        free us from hash tags and demons
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