Poetry
I’m young, but old I’ve seen more personality than slave ships Just call me “Incognito” My words are so pure they touch lost souls I’m deep down in your bones,…
1987 Bright lights, new voices The smell of fresh oxygen 1987 I was born naked, wet and slimy Crying out, “Why have you confined me?” Off in this world, where…
Just hit the bricks and my n****s tryna hit a move showed me bricks gave me money strapped me with a tool baby mamma trippin’ she tellin’ me not to…
In this life you’ll never really know who is who or what is what If you shake someone up enough they’ll pop like mountain dew That’s why you can never…
Today is yesterday And I still haven’t woke up So tomorrow is today’s night And the day after, after tomorrow Will be today And I still haven’t woke up Ten…