bird's view

Fri, 03/08/2019 - 21:23 -- zzad4

who you talkin' to wit' that attitude

chicks lookin' 'atchu like you something different dude

actin' like they know it all when you've said nothing at all, rude

don't know what put cho' crazy ass in a mood but that's no reason to kill a brotha' too

just going about my business getting mah mama some food 

that ended when you kill't a brotha's reason to move

so now what's a brotha' to do is he supposed to just stop there and stay spooked

brotha' faces hardship, faces loss, and finds his groove

because pain changes people and that's straight up true

when grandmama left she left us anew

a free chapter of all chains on wrists, a brotha' is flyin' to furnish his fruit

yea, bird's view

This poem is about: 
Our world


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