A toy on a shelf
Nothing cool or new or shiny
She sits silently eyes focused
If you look hard you might find her beautiful
But not special enough to pick up
On the outside she looks fine
No cracks or scratches on her porcelain
No one even noticed she's broken
Her purpose lost
The doll was never meant to sit silent on a shelf
She used to sing a melody
Calm and sweet
Eyes still focused but with a shine
And her song was unique and it was hers
Her voice would fill up the empty room
But now she doesn't sing
Time has filled her cords with dust
She can hardly remember the melody
Her melody
Her purpose
I don't know if she'll ever sing again
But he picked her up one day
Wiped the dust from her glass face
And her focused dull eyes saw a smile
And she didn't sing
She couldn't
But she hummed something
Not her melody
Not yet
But it was a start
Idk if she'll ever find her melody and sing her song
But maybe she can find another song
Another reason to sing
Maybe

...... I need a rotation and reaction
But by default I'm placed in the wrong fraction
Ima soul who intentions are for the good
But let these ******* tell it I'm the devil in the hood

Are you surprised ???
You should look deeper into my eyes
Cuz your bout to witness a dead soul that's bout to come alive

My freedom I swear it comes with a Hail Mary
Future telling but the plot is too
scary
For these tails, but the dust are haters ashes not the fairies
Fictional imagination results for these non fictional can also vary

Towel over my head they want me half dead for the wash board
Cuz my mind is my voice
My words is my roar

Skin black but my bloodline runs white and red
The world say I'm mix
But heaven say my soul is fed

My mother was a phoenix
My father was a wolf
They gave birth to me Yes
I inherit the flight and the dangerous look

Still standing Im branded by different cultures
Jamaican posse gave me the RUDE
While the Natives caught my rotten dreams with the vultures

His hair was wool and long, He wore it like mines
I only get to hear his voice and shake his hand when I spark up the pine
It doesn't matter if you believe me or in my proofs
I've learn the patter of my misunderstanding , Now I became master of creating the truths

What happen to the envy to all imagination
Nothing is worse fearing the person you once loved
I guess the reasons have become to worthless
And the sensitivity is real when you make a picture perfect

If you have the right to dream then you have the right to work it
That's that feeling that makes it worth it
I Try to repent on the true commitments
But that fraud is dangerous if it's not indented

Positive work ethics I see that's a good successful story
Bashing in the moments and bathing in the glory
Now I know it's the world wide mess
I change from hood hoodies to business suits to dress and impress

When Hov made his first Mill I was still in my Batman draws
Now this young cub is following in his own lion paws
I swear last night was so unreal
My jesus your blessing is not invisibles so please take the wheel !!

All she wanted was good head and good ****...I gave her both
All I wanted was good head and good *****... I use to **** her throat....
I brought her from a magic club .....she was dancing
She wasn't feeling my attention till I start talking bout my dream mansion....

She seen the ambition and believe in my story telling positions
I was kind to her body but I think I Con her intuition.. Ohh
It's only us here tonight look at all of the balloons
So Let me finish this parade on your body and leave your sent in the room ...

Let me set this slow
Let me get in my zone
Just get what you want and leave me alone
But With all that drive ma .. I can't let you ride all on your own

So that's your girl tell her to come threw
To many drugs in the atmosphere but I cloud them all on you
**** smoke ,******* lines all on the table
I thought taken drugs wasn't you girl, but I didn't see the label