It’s like anger and anxiety can’t be combated with stress and sobriety
and it’s really conflicting with what’s inside of me
and I’m really sick and tired of this racist Society
yall looking for answers and didn’t even ask a question
and then look at me crazy when I’m steadily guessing
it’s one thought one mind frame complicated by a world that will never change and crown royal and Hennessey that fills the hearts and soul of a minority,
but is it just a stereotype because to me it’s just something I like,
negatives always outweigh the positives in a similar light,
along with ignorance and illusion
the man of color always seems like there’s something he needs proving,
one day I’ll wake up with pictures on the wall of my broken home,
crack rocks all through my foundation,
eating my own stomach due to a healthy starvation,
the set us up to watch us fall,