New dawn new day
Waking up to birds singing
Envisioning brighter days stuck in the same place
Each minute there’s a message
Beggin to be discovered
So much original trauma you’ve never recovered
Scribbling the details with mysterious ink
Often times neighbors with the brink of insanity
But you never want to fear to pay a friendly visit
Every hood story short on specifics
Heavy innuendo with slight touch of personal hatred
Take each testimony with helpings of sodium
Hood loves to pontificate likes to hear themselves
On top of the ghetto podium
It all comes with 5 senses of urgency
Turbulence a steady part of this nutritious
Fried sustenance that might suffocate
Easier to procrastinate than elevate
Fuzzy measurements to precise equations
Results in rough outlines engrained in concrete
Cycles of vitals not found in the bible
Though these elegant angels keep searching
Every sound birthed pleasures of inevitable uprisings
As sun arises new possibility on the horizon
Relentless collection leads to pretentious depression
Without evaluating the circumstance
Predictions of happenstance
Brings death wherever you happen to stand
Capture courage at your command
These souls have sprouted flowers
Even in most treacherous of conditions
For your people you chuckle
At the miracle of their existence
Let alone yours
Standing there taking mental pictures
You hope and pray will develop
So many unopened bills still the envelope
Waiting to reveal jackpot to destiny rerouted
Impossible to scribe the summary that unlocks
The vision you have stepped right out of prison
Still have nightmares of being right there
Where you were fed Newports laced with nihilism
A cell full of self loathing
Location to love lost to reflections of real shit
You thought you may have the answer but you hear
Yo yall violated my G
Just you watch the world
Gonna wash yall lil niggas
The shorties scream at the top of their lungs
Just to get their moments in the sun
Where you wish you could walk right up
To smile laugh out loud at your dirty laundry
Indeed all our shit stink
Wonder at the beauty of your imagination
Sit back roll up
Zone out
Just think
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