I’m 7yrs post Jay dropping his first album
When the world opens back up I plan to get noticed without one
I’m out done with people and their ignorance
Quarantine jokes are the new thing but what a hindrance
To the people not laughing because we really living it
Time is of the essence but only when you giving it
Time, running past us
Like its 15mins behind schedule for the last bus
Gotta catch that ride going nowhere
Can’t afford the fare the Gov’s aware but don’t really think its unfair who cares
They talk a good game now all the slaves is essential
Why the big wigs safe at home living presidential
Claiming we all in this together nationally and locally
Remember When you wanted to home school your kids they said they’d suffer socially
Now you mandated
Searching for a platform when you could’ve created it
My heart goes out to the real not the pretenders
School being closed making room for more Brendas
Babies having babies and lacking good guidance
If you thought you lacked problems now the GOV provides them
We all looking for solutions hit me up if you find one
Regurgitated knowledge got me going deaf yet I sympathize with the blind ones
I close my eyes but I’m barely sleeping despite being exhausted
I knew the world had a price to make things right but I didn’t think it would cost this
A penny for my thoughts throw em all in lake erie
So the blind can feel me and the deaf can pretend to hear me
They fear me
People who survive with less
Take the inspiration of nothing doing my best
Is this your observation or is this your test?
I gotta hold my breath
Fold on my bets
No I don’t fear death
But I don’t wanna be next
Cant tell if I’m nervous or this is really shortness of breath
This void
this hole in my chest
I hid my heart instead tearing it apart trying to keep it in check
Is this foretelling the old story foretold from Jesus to Mohammed?
To those who believe in neither
is this your observation or is this your ether?
How you getting clear skies
From a birds eye view
I shoot straight pass the view
This eagle is landing on the roof
The ceiling is glass and I can see the proof
Now white people don’t laugh they understand labeling the Gov the “man” because you’re finally experiencing Them not caring for you
How does it feel
lets be real
You’ve had centuries of hip hop and black reality tv meals
Forgetting You are what you eat
So how does it feel to be me
How does it feel to be meek
To be equipped with a heaven sent strength and still viewed as the weak
Week in and week out things change us
No matter to what religion you subscribe
Or if you follow your spiritual side
Before the time comes that we’re indeed out of time
Or suffering from the great divide
I hope you realize
The importance of how you feel about you inside
Betrayal can lay a veil on the eyes of the real sometimes
Old friends stirring up new lies
I’ve been deemed more loyal by my own side
Be tru to yourself watch from the divine eye
You don’t have to label it 3rd
Believe half of what you see
all of what you dream
  none of what they think
only some of what they see
May love find you in the mist of this silence
May  the seller of lust lower his prices
So you can at minimum afford your vices
But remember as I recite this
Hell has a higher price list
We’ve got to fight this
Even Michael was an angel equipped with violence
Fight for Heaven in your mind
Commit to Heaven in your soul
Scribe about your life so even in the next one your story will be told
Writers... Do not leave your pages blank
Or your people uninspired
For the only way to **** a virus
Is it with a Poets fire...