What iz it worth to you
You have the world
In the psalmz of your handz?
Selah don't necessarily mean Amen
Mending relationz with
Whom I deem
Used to
Be important to me
I hate to zee
Someone I once
Called friend or family
Become an extrenemy
When I pray their bezt
And they only bring me
To the very worzezt'z worsts in me
So really what profitz
Have I, if evey life I have ever touched
Seems to literally crash and burn
Including by my very own hands
Even my OWN???

Hart O Kool KAP
It's 5 Oklok in da mourning yuh see
Duppy really really knew
Juzt how to frighten me
Way back when WE
Had childish men2boyz tality
To think someone like you
Could ever overstand
Deez nutz iz far bigga than yours
If you ain't feeling it already
You and yours will feel
It soon come faster than
A speeding bullet eventually
You and yours gooooiiiiiin learnn

Train em up
In the fear and
The way THEY
Should go
So yuh mean to tell me
We need to teach
Our children not baby goatz
To think for themselves
Simply because
THEY are born with
MYNDZ of They OWN?

Curb your ID
Mantra prayed
Many Many timez
And more
Than counted for
Until about age preteen
Then that N!$$@ EGO
Juzt ztep ryght up& ztep
Right, Right, Right Eeeeen
Not Juzt Inn!!!

It's just your presence
It reminded me of less stressful
Far less complicated times
It really is just your presence
That brought these tears
And the joy of thinking back
On the nieve innocent blasts
We've had throughout
Not ever wanting to grow up
Those KB, ToyzRUZ  kids Yesteryearz...

Angry for all
The wrong reasons
And right ones too
Hurtfully hurt over
Wanting what I can't have
But desperately want
Far longer than foreva
And after the grave
Haunting you and Only You