Blood Ain't Shit

Red water don't make 2 souls connected,
If the inner vibration isn't aligned y'all 2 ain't Infinite.
You 2 Are just blood related with no real love to be truly spreaded, it's like your house is but only a bug to be infested while your spirit sits Quite
As we pay close attention to the riot
That concieves our sins to become gambling slots

This poem is about: 
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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