It's getting dark outside
A lightworker just tryna see his art outside
Shining
But they steady tryna tear us apart outside
So I'm grinding inside like Kai
My chi I'm stacking it high
They wondering why
Because it's some violent times outside
Wake me up when you're ready
Talk solid
But most are just paper thin like confetti
If you weren't you'd be who you look up to
And you'd see that it's you
Believe it it's true
No lies
Unlike the people that's treating your food
Heavy subject
Skip if you don't want it
Your mind is being controlled
It's crazy to think it
Trust me it's hard to let you know
They stole Yeezy soul
But the spirit won't go
And the story's forever told
So I'm letting go
Lord take control
Allah is love all that I know
It's the anniversary of the march
But I'm asking a million times like why is October so cold
I'm saging
Meditating and praying
Mama like incense now I guess
All it took was some patience
Grandee just walked in with a prayer rug
I put it in the air
Just a thought
And then there God goes again
Something real simple
You ask for what you get
Want a diamond
But don't know the value of crystals
You can't shine if you never break a sweat
A rapper with asthma
Like a fucking monk w Tourette's
If you're not an angel you're a demon probably
Don't matter you claim that you're Godly
I'm sorry I don't know the politics
And no I don't say wallahi
My word is my bond
At least most of the time
Fuck this time shit
Confession it's been pressing on my mind
Like these violent crimes
Against my kind
Not only the bodies
But also the minds
So many people
Oh so focused on a dime
That's a bar
So imma let that sit
Like what if it's just us
Who cares
I know that seems fucked up
But if nobody else does
God does
And what's w the fuck Trump
That's the best that you got
I love my brothers
But I ain't never heard nobody get at Barack
Like shit y'all focused on judgment
During the day of judgment
You can't judge somebody else for doing what they want
And you still just
Fuck it
Check on your strong friends
Sometimes I still wish that I had more friends
For me to be on the front lines
Oh man I know hell is scorching
Let today be a day of atonement
At least do your best
I know it's hard
But if you gon say it
At least say it with your chest
Don't be proud of me be happy for me
I'll never go back to the old me
And I'll never be the grown me
Because I'm always growing
Man I love poetry