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Walking with no money staring at the pavement this journey never mad sense I was hungry so many days I began to study the ways of a vegetarian The truth is hidden behind a quiet agenda Batman is a hero As long as I’m a negro The problems in my mind Sounds ridiculous Trying to force god to repair and heal you makes him more still Now you wonder who still cares I feel dead when my spirit is starving So we throw parties and watch low standard women fill the apartment I don’t know who I am An alcoholic monster , A constant problem Or The conscious boxer A black man Battling depression is a blank message To those who think you just stressing It hurts to look at my reflection without a bias perception I need to love me more Trust my senses , my intuition , and not the system I crawl then fall I can not blame god It’s my fault I’m not king and just a pawn Why do I believe that if we die our tribe will all be one Young in a forest of guns and rum for the pirates Surviving in my environment is equivalent to lions buying sheep skin I sleep fearing my next day will contain submission I’m rebellious learning Arabic while teaching to Christians My girl went to Spelman and I’m not leaking her features International players anthem banging while I’m saying I need you Praying to god with my rod on the mountain Zeus never strike the enlightened
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