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Which way is up? Waking up everyday is luck*

I can say I’m amazed I never ended face up*

My complexion got me stressing without chest protection*

I’m cemented surrounded by chalk wit my soul jettisoned*

To another plain and my mother in pain*

Wondering where it came from, police got nothing to say*

Shrugging their shoulders, who shouldn’t got in the way*

There I lay just another #blacklivesmatter display*

Doesn’t change, not my clothes it’s the size of my nose*

My hair texture, because I use a brush and not a comb*

Ridiculous? So is the idea every black man is suspicious*

Take a boy before he’s grown too young to find out what a gift is*

This is not new, 3/5 zero worth*

This land is yours we’ve been renting it since birth*

It seems our time is borrowed I dictate this with sorrow*

If I conjure your soul*

Am I the man that you thought I’d be?*

Or do you just want me to be the best possible*

I’ve had more wins than losses, but i’m still that child*

That sat on your lap and placed my head in your chest*

You were my grand*

So sometimes i lose focus but i know you’re still there*

I take a sharp turn and I’m back where I believe I should be*

You wouldn’t judge, you gave me tools and I’m still building*

Baptize me in those everlasting eyes, take me back to a time when things were

     so simple*

The tracks on my mind with motives to seduce, you choose to exploit my        

     mental*

My physical is only a formality so I pretend normalcy, You usurp for royalty*

Empress pressed on me I toil to be free*

Baptize me in your lucid lips there’s truth in your hips you open the gates

     of heaven pull with a for centrifugal, I’m spinning around backwards,

     losing my grip*

Reality spins like a spiral blown by your words my hearts a pinwheel by your

     direction*

I’m baptized by your tender hands and I bend at your touch I pretend to 

     comprehend*

My weakness, your power begin to mend*

Descend to a never ending rapture I ascend*

Baptized in your heavenly gates I’m twisted by fate as I grip your waist*

Simplicity in your face, I taste your angel tears, you erase my fears forever in 

In the middle of thinking of words to say*

Riddle in my mind visions of verbs start to play*

Around on the playground of ideas*

Navigate my way around beyond what appears*

Realize I got a gift of gab with this here rap*

My pen is just as dangerous wounded in a bear trap*

Awkward thinker off a little but you’ll see the picture*

Get a jolt from a small bolt of energy light fixture*

I love my family especially my little sister*

And when I think of a beautiful soul its her*

Something so innocent something so pure*

In all the years of poison she is my one cure*

She reminds me constantly what it is to be young*‘

And when all that mattered was to see the sun*

I feel the concrete under my feet that’s’ where I’m from*

My mom raised me praise her guided me from the gun*

I’m not perfect thank my dad for instilling values*

And still I battle to kill the sin lord knows I have to*

We all heard that all is fair in love and war*