World Events

They be losing hope as I progress/ Worried success out of spots and ain't none left. I called you up to share the news how I'm so blessed but you afraid to crack a smile cause you so stressed. Don't want to come off like you hating or you protest/ and I don't want you feeling bad so I don't flex. The self regard ain't up to par, ladies show flesh and men ain't showing up at all if they don't know self. We gone have to take a pay cut to get it right, it's solutions to these problems **** pick a fight, you should focus on ya school, let me pay the lights, YOU protect the bill of rights and YOU do civil rights, YOU should code and build sites and give me different sites where I can kill a sex trafficker and kill em quiet.. bump entertainment build an enterprise and recognize, it's a difference between them and I, them and I.

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Immortal thoughts from a mortal men, still a good character in this world of sin. Still gutter still prepping for these world events. Still a pull up like How you know my girl and shit. Come along **** come again you ain't got to play along to become my friend. ha. come along **** come again, you ain't got to play along to become my friend, just be my friend.

I don't like dark and light skinned jokes, it started off as fun but now it's getting old. Repeat it long enough and it get comfortable, kids hearing what you saying it get stuck and grow. That lead to dismorphias and mental loads/ when I was young I was looking up to Sammy Sosa. Dark as ebony thoughts dark as cola, love the dark side and I can still train Asoka. What would Happen if I didn't have a backbone/ couldn't look myself in mirrors cause the black gone. or lose to sorry as patriots like Mac Jones, I won't stop until America is black owned, we back home. King Like I'm Nat Cole and still bump that Frank Sinatra in a bathrobe/ I love us all small leaps to a tadpole and we springing into action cause we past hope. We past hope.

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Immortal thoughts from a mortal men, still a good character in this world of sin. Still gutter still prepping for these world events. Still a pull up like How you know my girl and shit. Come along **** come again you ain't got to play along to become my friend. ha. come along **** come again, you ain't got to play along to become my friend, just be my friend.