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Good Morning America
- Posted on Sep 7, 2021
Good Morning America Good Morning America, Your kids are scattered across the earth. Not sure if you’re my mother. I was kidnapped at birth. They fed me chocolate milk and soda. I was never nursed. Sent to play amongst stray bullets. A cold world, I was immersed. Good Morning America, I’m being treated like a
Mission Statement
- Posted on Sep 7, 2021
Mission Statement Let the words of my mouth and mediation of my heart be acceptable and respectable. Oratorical Oracle and intellectual Black Interest I express In the proper context So it’s conceptual. My unconventional style is exceptional. Drop jewels as I cool which renew like renewable fuels, I’m dependable. Never dumb it down that’s intentional.
Born in America
- Posted on Sep 7, 2021
Born in America Born in America but my blood is Jamaican. Often misunderstood to the office I’m taken. Mamma got to pick me up, I’m sitting there waiting. Teacher said she gave up, too painstaking. Death and destruction all around me, got to do something groundbreaking. Gandbangers on the corner first taught us handshaking. Next