who am I who i be
some punk or a janitor , perhaps a pimp on exploitation tv
suicidal thoughts of driving a car real fast being thrown from a car getting smashed.
low self esteem being stigmatized, kidnapped dreams. a bastard child. compassion is mild. sometime ago he was molested...yes you guessed it. By kindred he was robbed of his virtue tempered with and arrested.
who I be
I be that ghetto superstar struggling within never going to far.
kid all alone wondering when will love be home
in the frig is only baking soda, roaches, an awful defiled odor ...
who I be
riding round Jean's sagging mind lagging behind .
who I be
an enigmatic being in pursuit of his virtues and liberty.
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