I spent all my time
Writing that real shit
But I fell off
Like love never made a difference
So my lyrics
Remains a blank CD
That you won't hear on the radio
I have to bring it to life
Like the police
Who are still killing black folks
No need to be a savage
Just gotta show y'all
I can bring that pain to life
Cause I can no longer
Rush off the stage
Cause who will show you
That you need pain & fear
To be that executor
No to be that prisonor
Let alone be a slave
Just to stay alive
See I spent my days writing poems
And rehearsing
But it changed once
The devil heard of me
So I had to get deep
Not to be that villian
Who came to rape you
If I don't get it right
Then ima be weak
Like them fuck boys
Who turned great women
Into bad bitches
Just infecting with that weak pussy
It don't take much
To be a great lyricist
All you gotta do
Is turn gay
To be heard
Tell the devil
I don't write
To get bad nerves
I write to stop the purge
So I bring that pain to life
By expressing that fear
No need for me to overdose
Let alone kill
Cause being a poet
Is that true antidote
I can keep going on &on
But ima stop here
So you can put
Down the ignorance
