Out the belly of a beast
A hungry clan came to eat
I overstand, they understand
It's no wonder we both meet, hand to hand
All arms at attention, closely...
Alarms sound in the distance
That woke my folks, so sleep...
They preying on our friendships
Ohh...like they know me
Pawns to a some bishops
I'm bored of the gossip that they hiccup
They ran game on Bobby, Huey, and Stokely...
Like the NBA: Rodman, Kemp, and Oakley...
Minding my business in the kitchen
They tryna see what I'm fixing with their sniffers,
We was never comfortable or cozy
We act a fool or...
Put ah ring around a Posey...
Balling....broke but that ya' don't see!
"Focus on your own streets
and they'll pick you off
from a grassy knoll, B'
That I'm knowing!"
Tactical, like X, by the window
Cold and clean, heat holding
Ops on the scene, but they keep rolling
Gassed off petroleum
Fat off donuts in hand
Bloodlines on the linoleum
A light scuffle, they watching onlyfans
My tribe called quest
Got theories of the lowest end
Yeah, I know I'm going in!
B and E, Black Extremists!
A bit egregious, back from Egypt!
Tripping with bro and 'em...
About a blast of emails
Titled: Background Extractions, detailed
To my supportive friends blending extra,
Romancing their demons only to severe,
Ahead of, so clever...
Battling evils with bigger efforts...
And the black boule's eating bogus Eminem's
But every bountiful endeavor has bosses and enemies
And yet, still I BE well put together,
Buzzing with energy...somewhere in between
The light is piercing my skin
the frequency on my melanin
is fulfilling the God within
telling me, I'm better against these odds than many downtrodden men...
About the Creator
Subscribe, so I can provide something magical while striving to be autobiographical. For the life of me I shall not take a sabbatical. I'll keep writing these apical poems, as longs as it's fashionable to my passionate flow. Let's go!
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.