How am I supposed to smile when this world is wild? Got us locked and stocked and blocked up like no phone dials. With little to no style I don't even want to dress. Most brands bland I'd rather take no stance I battle with bigger plans cause when you're real they just kill you or send you off it comes across as civilized blues. I watch the youth cruise then head to a different edge, wedge between legs then shake when they make eggs. I just cheese to please a few camera lens, but on the inside I sigh I try to fool myself again. I love us all although us all don't even love us back. I'm black but my light exceeds every broken crack. Piece life together wherever you might decide to go and shake the hate because it comes when you decide to grow.