My obedience collared me in conversation.
My “Individualism” castrated me through sentences.
My “Independence” killed my fire for success.
My “one-mindedness” turned out enlightenment and ushered in
My new Abyss.
My Concept of race was planted by those making us feel distress
about an issue they progressed.
My words are power to myself for I figure the puzzle and touch the pulse.
My thoughts can never be cherished unless in life I’m made to perish
by my God given inheritance.
My reality is their creation.
My monogamy is mental ******* .
My freedom is the slavery they cannot see.
My society is the mentality they cannot free.
My Hip-Hop is what their culture is not.
My who done it? is fingers pointed at shadowy figures pulling Martyrdom’s Trigger.
My anger is their love for forced ignorance,
but they still raise fists,
yet never resist.
My capitalism is their mistakes sign posted throughout history.
My psychology is lengthy conversations over a couple cups of coffee.
My sociology is Anarchy after I destroyed their mores.
My world is what lives on in my head!