#bthemaestro

Life<Love

Hate>Pain

Friends<Money<Family

Death=Destruction

Heart<Soul

Mind>Matter

Society<People

Power|Change

I need it, I want it...

My soul has been misplaced

Or maybe I wont acknowledge that I've fucked up

I spit into the face of adversity and yet I'm in love with it

Know that at one point this wasnt a factor

That innocence is what I chase after

Make me feel like I'm nothing

It's ok, my heart will come up with something

I want to feel less, maybe I'm close

Because I feel the darkness, the stench fills my nose

I inhale deeply...It arouses me

Stimulating the very core of my existence

God wants me, they say

I know theres a better way

But if I'm wrong hell awaits

Can I really take that risk?

Or is it something that I missed

When I made a promise to my grandmother

Staring into the eyes of my younger brother

That I would achieve greatness

Look at the burden I'm placed with

Its either this or the grave

I remembering chilling with my nigga Dave

Doing community service, changing the world

or at least the the neighborhood

Why dont I feel the same as I did back then?

I guess times change when boys become men.

 I remember having a moment when heaven seemed optical

But at this very moment just moving on my own seems impossible

So what the fuck can you do 

When you have so much to prove

And the world is on your shoulders

Leaving you open to the predators on the move?

I cant say fuck the world but I cant think only of myself

I dont think I'm politically correct