the seeds.

my mind drowned, drenched in perspiration
yo! i just grew tired running on creative concentration
my mind, no lie, is the most active beat within I
transforming this caterpillar into that mocha butterfly

cruising.

no longer a slave to the tyranny of censorship
i stand by the views that spew from these phat lips
my hips, they sway to bounce you outta rotation
damn! all this time you missed the correlation?

through words.

between the me, the you, the we and the them
gaining the skills needed for that legendary wisdom
my faculties weary, not sure how to interpret the truth
throwing isms and skisms at a soul that's bulletproof

bounce back.

this thesis was proven twenty times over and still
those naysayers again with their negativity pill
there was no last laugh to claim the number 1
'not looking back' became my working theme song

this wisdom.

so i've spoken my truth for my tongue is so pure
boomerang, bang! it'll hit ya, kosher for sure
speaking a language that y'all never understand
i rather fight with my words not with my hands.

driven.

(besides, i just got my nails done!)