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ya wonder why they called you *****
look at how them hips twitch
and twist
got minds in the matrix
stay playin' tricks
deep in the mix
i see these *******
plottin pregancy
to get child support
but wont let a ***** see custody
of his own kids
got **** they put in this bid long ago
they had a plan
to exterminate the black man
every brother aint bad
just cuz some of us
grew up without a dad
stop following popular  fads
society raising children to be glad
without a father
but it bothers
my intellect from safe to semi my trigger selects
aim shots at yo brain mentally
collapse yo whole mentality
let me break it down so you can see
why they call you *****
so stop being apart of the culpirt
my works is unfinised
til these devils replenish
my holy verses dropping curses
makin hearses
cuz my flow so deadly
this **** goes back to the sixties and the seventies
when the panthers were dethroned
black father's couldn't sit in the home
now she all alone
sitting by the phone
waiting the welfare to come
while daddy sittin in courts for the outcome
***** we both gettin played by the system
its all a glitch but yous a trick
and thats why they called you bitchb



now you sittin
over there in a chair
looking dumb
cuz you swallowed my ***
baby on the way
and already im facin judgement day
before his first birth day
got **** what a cold thing to do
***** thats why you a trick
and wonder why brothers switch
ill admit
ya had me for a minute
but i caught on
to ya tactics
thank the Lord for
for backing me up
like traffic
know im at it
with this stupid system
just cauz i made a mistake can't shake
these demons
filled with sin
open yo heart girl
and let me in
lets start over
but ya dont wanna
lose ya benefits
aint that a *****?
i tried to end it
on a good note
but you hit me with another smote
mail full of notes
court order just to see my son
**** the courts its my son
it aint there im in the air
like wind hitting against yo skins
all eyes in
on me as crush your demands ya see
cuz you should have never switched
tryna get rich off my little pockets
but it ain't gone stick and wonder why i call u a *****??? i betcha


I hope you happy now
How the **** can you smile?
Look in the eyes of our child
Growing up hellbound n wild
Even scared to call me daddy now?
Huh everytime i time i see you
I want smack the **** outta you
Knowing **** well im tryna get through to you
Confusin' my son cuz ya know he a chosen one
My *** be mystic never sadistic
Just being realistic
So makin a statistic
Same ******* be like they love they child
But never mention the man who created it to make that child
Uh only to grow up a ***** up
And see the same things
When he ****** grow up
One day he"ll probably say
Why daddy never came to stay
Cuz we all know that crimes pays
Cant find brighter days
Cuz im clouded by darkness
I hope my son hearing this
And in due time he'll probably
Being goin through this
Same struggle same toggle
Times of juggle gotta find a new hustle
To crush my sons ambition
They'll keep on lynchin
In jail cell talkin to me
While he clenching
Bar cells **** it never fail
My son caught up in thesame catastrophe as me
Aint that some ****
Now im in a fit godddamn
And you wonder why men call women *****??


This fr the women or ******* who make kids for profits
Of the government
Then the man they slept with
In a jail cell
How the **** can you live with yourself
Knowing that these ******* be killing unborn kids ******* **** yo life
And wish death to all the baby killers
And now thats why i call you ***** i betcha
This for the conniving evil soulless ******* who make kids for profits
Ahmad Almustapha Jun 2021
I might sometimes be selfish
but I'm not stupid
Ahmad Almustapha Jun 2021
I really want to tell someone about the things in my head,
but the truth is, everyone is busy with something else

I chose not to bother anyone with my meaningless problems, that they don't even want to hear
kfaye Feb 2019
c.

there are no white
chalk portraits on the wall like we used to
draw : bukowski, haruhi, and the ghost
line symbols.
but it's
the same orange vespa-knockoff sitting
on
the other side of the fence -
thesame withered brambles reaching out
beside the train tracks and dripping with water that
will
soon freeze. and bend them down to the
brown . earth . .
i am bowing too, .

w/out reverence
w/out  hitting the cue


i mark where i stood in microscopic pieces
of the bottoms of my shoes only
i go unheeded .as of yet

it will be
  the same as not at all .for most


these mornings are
  Flowers.
THE ERA COVID 19

The man sneeze!🤧 the flock scattered!!😷🏃
The sweet muezzin voice no longer heard😒
The distance looks empty
The Space unoccupied
Where is humanity🧐

Is a period of fear 🤯😰
Unseen fear to the eye
Humanity in locked down
There is fear on the globe

The world still move
Man has lost his speed🛌🚴
Fallen life seen on the path
Been chased by unseen life
There is fear on the globe

Advance technology catch cold🏬🏬🚀👩‍👩‍👧‍👦
Religion took a back bench
The enlighten looks with fear
Just because a virus has sneezed
There is fear on the globe

We must walk at a distance🗣️
Avoiding the crowd that gives us joy👭👯🕺
We must yield to imprison ourselves
If our love ones must be saved
There is fear on the globe

Those who love no longer huge👩‍👩‍👧‍👦👨‍👨‍👧‍👧
Those whom we love we must not shake
Our fingers far from our nostrils
Every person is a time bomb
There is fear on the globe

So the strong can be this weak🙆
So the mighty can be this feeble
So man can be this calm
So the sky can have less choppers🛫🛬
There is fear on the globe

Hmm!! Life is thesame👥👣
Hmm!! Death can point at will
Humanity more than religion
Humanity more than race
There is fear on the globe

When all this is over
When the vaccine is found
When cure comes in sight
When men catch cold without fear
Let's remember the lessons
Let's remember the period
When humanity was ontop
Reflected smile Feb 2020
Who will tell them that we are not all thesame
How will they know that there are still so many that are Good
I'm scared to proclaim my mother's land
Because the sons of the land had polluted her name
They created an image of discomfort to the outside world
Which might last forever
So now when they hear our names they are terrified
Terrified that something bad might happen
It hurts me most when am asked,
Who are you?
I would still and would always say
I AM A NIGERIAN
So help us lord

— The End —