No Change In My Pocket

I'm not going to change. It doesn't make sense to fix what didn't break, No matter the pain. I'm cool with the cracks... I know I'm dope, Smoking a pack of rappers looking like food on a plate, For me to cope... I'm coming for everything I deserve. All of my life, My heart has... Continue Reading →

My Paper’z Bulletproof

It's hard to stay bullet proof, Mentally, When ailments and bills pile, As you watch your loved ones, Hungry, Right next to you. Thoughts rise, Am I a man? I ask myself... Because, Generally, We're measured by the glow on our wrist watches and the inches on our crotches. Or, All the Jordan's stockpiling in... Continue Reading →

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