YBA
By Shyquan Washington
That shit crazy basically modern day slavery everywhere you go they look at you shady in disgust even in sports want you to be a bust you think so less of us reminiscing about Rosa Park having to get on the back of the bus you are labelled before you come out the womb, don’t you think that is too soon assume we are going become statistics off some they predicted I guess that make them gifted and more privilege lest speak on why the government flooded our communities with drugs and guns see our mothers, fathers, sisters brothers, aunts and uncles get sprung but is life in prison when is they sister, aunties or son is no fun stuck in poverty we go out side is needles no grass ??? up 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9 seeing this stuff is bullets and body’s got to be rough aint no giving up imagine that so hungry stomach touching your back can’t sleep only naps no cup straight facts hard to see the future when you can’t see the rest of that day go to jail no money they finesse you to tell on your kind sign your life on dotted line blind leading the blind every act of violence we playing into they design every man equal that’s they motto now tell me if that’s equal or equality?
Love Confession
By Shyquan Washington
Knowing that you not here bring so many tears talking to myself feeling weird I don’t listen to my peers losing you my mind shifting gears
Idk if I should stay or go when we started we kept it real low patience you preach relationship we both seek trying be discreet while we sneak and geek
Long as you know I’m here when you called me my love for you will never be
on pause I’m pouring out my love to you behind a wall I did what I did broke the law. I always admit my flaws
Our future is eternity so many ups and down life lesson and this journey turn me into a true man, my lady my love my friend action speak louder time to take a stand
Live life to the fullest forget about all the bullshit never no dull moments mistakes I own it I don’t really see no opponents hone in your craft turn it into bag everybody laugh when you in last get on they faking glad growing up with no dad shit sad no love is easy to crash dreams pulling up a drug dealers tag idk how they feel losin love ones this shit real could load up do a drill or pop a pill; pill a seal do it for a thrill aint gon get me nowhere but jail or dead lost in the feds paid on my mental left my eyes red member we was blowing reg sipping meds do the right thing we yelling what that is mom gone no food in the fridge younging riding for the hood got end a bid been down lo got 5 until the board in them prisons going the war fighting over you wouldn’t even buy at the store
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