I let this realm weaken me Installing a cap on the peak in me I wonder if it's too late To be someone I consider great I was told be focused despite the inbalance To just cleaning my room can be such challenge I feel in my heart there is such malice I'm chipping as I go, don't want it to callous I want to be there for everybody, I really do I tear myself a part, when I fail you Every day in a constant place of terror I don't like this obsession of human error I didn't used to

I Know It's Not Easy; But KinG, My Queen...Be Easy

I’m walking in the distance passing away time Gloom mist in the air but streetlights you can still find The air I breathe is a calm in...

It is Finished. This all too familiar fixation I was once prefixed Dismissed to a memorable abyss, for preeminence That's predictable...

With a riot in my chest and peace in my steps Raised power in my fists and rage behind my breath Demanding justice NOW for the countless untold Letting this country know, this will happen no mo’

Writing is my art Writing is my craft Writing is my heart Also my pain in the ass

Per usual, my mood is blues and violets of violence lingering for freedom I been looking for ways to make my emotions, logic and life expectancies to be even by now Nowadays, I'm convinced something is wrong with me, hanging over all this pain wallpapered on my brain Estranged from that child who saw stars at will without meditation, running away from my form to see the sources of everything in and out my being Meaning I'm searching for passed what I've known many years, I wa

Tell Me Where’s A Survivor, Black Survivor I'm Looking for The Survivors, The Black Survivors Oh, I Found A Survivor Yes, A Black Survivor

Looking down my history of friends most of their company was misery Not they fault, they was attracted to my energy Apples Apples, ...

Life is like a bike, on the rough streets of trouble Pedal rotating in confidence, guided by the sailing wheels of courage...