Hmm so here's a message.
a message that starts off as something I can't finish
where half of my mixed race can't prosper nor replenish
I died too with "I CAN'T BREATH" I begged too on my knees
to not be a privileged monkey who needs to put on a show for you all to be pleased.  I cough out these words and ya think it's a disease...
But the truth is you motherf#$8*rs are just afraid of me.
I don't blame ya. Enough knowledge to mentally enslave ya
free all my people and throw you all in cages
get how we feel? oh wait i got another half. The kind to walk peacefully and enjoy society as I laugh..
sit in Christ's bath but we was all created equal? tell that to my mixed born as they have to endures life's sequel. TELL EM
Fine I guess I will as I press rewind and tell them of a time where people were unequally designed and the designer might've been blind but sacrificed himself only to cover a lie. OH MY OH MY.
Let me clear my throat so I can preach. What happened to practice what you teach? This all went gone when the man fell upon wanting his dream. But he had a dream and I have a thought... walking around the spotlights because every step I take is distort, and if I accidentally walk into the spotlight they'll probably put me in chains. I'd scream "I'm one of you!" but they'll tell me my other half is to blame as I reminisce of the chains that makes me feel like a slave as I curse out Jesus name BUT he can't quite understand and blocks out my call and watches as we all walk and BANG BANG BANG shoot each other, another home with a divorce, another woman getting destroyed by a weak man who can't control his hand a had to much at the bar and views still distort another politician sitting getting rich as he grabs hold of the assistant and tells her to touch his, dictation in this nation as we cry for discrimination of ideas that are corrupt AND A WORLD DIVIDED BY RACIST for blacks, whites and all, ignorance has no color. The law is taking shots as the people all **** each other. Don't listen to me for I'm just a civilian, who sits down and hopes for better days of our children and change minds of the millions. We'll never see eye to eye. I just wanted an A for effort and Absolutely knew I had to try as I watch more people die and see more mothers cry, blocks, glocks and shots and people standing asking out "why?"
when did the love die? 400 years we rewind. Where things weren't clear and not much was fair but this is life and life does to us what we can't bare. I see nothing but hate, I see love trying to recreate a time when we were young and didn't care about race. Kids playing in the sand that showed love and open hands to join close together and didn't really give a ****. Time is slowly ticking, seconds now turning into minutes...Please, we need to end this war before life itself is finally diminished.
This isn't about race, it isn't about hate. It's about love, power and unity before it's all over...and too late.
So as you look at life's finish line - I beg you...don't finish the race.




Praise to the highest for I can't speak for  you. I follow your road you present to us in hope to find the purity that life truly gives. For my enemies I forgive and for my words are only the truth. Win or lose I will only spread love and peace to try and finish what it is you wanted us to be. A civilized group of people for each others eyes we see. While we may not all agree I believe in the art of compromise and hope to spread the word so may look into another eyes. For I am just one single man whose trying to balance my mistakes and carry your message all in a single hand. All while hoping not to fail. Amen.

I mean we started with love
that followed up with hatred
I just wanted to talk
you said "I can't take it"
you pretend we were okay
I just couldn't fake it
I thought this was heavenly sent
you thought it was faithless
now I'm crying out loud
trying to write this sober
what's a harder pill to swallow?
that fact that you're gone?
or knowing it's truly over?
I had to bend over
and pick up what you left
haven't eaten in days
haven't spoken bout this stress
my heart beats slower
you can feel the pain in my chest
I would of given more
if I knew it meant seeing you less.
calling me crazy?
you use to call me baby
I can't stop thinking bout you
wonder how you've been lately...
and I know what your room look like too,
wonder if another man lays down and now replaced me...
what did I do?
what the f$%k is going on in my head?
we broke like skeletons, left two hearts for dead
I would love to speak to you, you just walk away instead
I thought you missed me when I saw a missed call...
but you **** dialed and it was all mislead.

You told me to speak,
so I picked up the pen
I didn't avoid you
the paper just always knew what I meant.
but I can't help but wonder
how long was it over?
Think about it over a glass of disaster
I don't know the last time I was sober...
last time I smiled
last time I could see straight
met a girl after you,
she was perfect but just couldn't relate
what do I do now?
suddenly I'm going out late
figured *** would heal the wound
but I just see your face
I just can't move on
your chains wont let me escape.
I tried to walk away
but our pictures always come back up in my phone
do I miss our bond? or do I hate the fact ill never find another you
and end up being alone.
maybe this is a dream? ****t, I'm just being delusional
my mind is going insane, my thoughts are institutional
but that's what love does...it takes your sanity for all it was...
why does nothing last forever?
why does that logic only attack love!

**** (on my knees)

picking up the pieces,
shattered thoughts and heart fragments
*trying to put this puzzle back together, but it's hopeless
sometimes you have to come to grips with it...
you can't always fix...(crying)
what's eternally broken.