Forces//wars

I see a lot these days,

I couldn’t lie these days,

Watch how you rock,

-cuz they popping locks in the socks-these days,

It’s been a long run,

The hate that we give……

Back in the years, no screen and assist,

Switching gears, we taking shots,

-and wasn’t looking to shift,

That’s what it is though,

I’m packing the flow,

Racking the weights,-Man-I been patient,

I’m just waiting to blow,

What you don’t know-

Is there’s a man, who practiced all on his own……

Stuck in that zone-

He got that motor,

He too fast on the road,

Just slow it down….

I been to small towns,

-where nothings around,

But it’s a sundown,

stay too long, they start to surround….

But I’m too proud,

For All that fear-boy,

Don’t make me put that hacking saw to use,

And cut your years short,

-now I been praying for a better world,

But praying couldn’t change the world,

More effort equals greater force,

And that just makes for better wars,

What,-more can I do,

Man-Im just speaking the truth…..

Only a cop can make a black man, feel victim to abuse,

So I just move along, in hopes the man in blue don’t shoot……..

But if he do, then it’s gonna be a long period of blues………