"Towards Summer"

Ive got too little time,

My thougths drift away,

Trying to see life without the trife, despite the spite and strife ..

A different way.

Pursuing my changes with a passion,

Because before passin' passion was fashion, now passion's the only thing about us average.

Undone damage..

Life turns into Jezebel, heading towads Heaven,Hell..

Cant stop thinking about it, it hasnt been severed well,

My ambition made the difficult knife rusty..

Rich kids see wonder, black kids see hunger

We as black as the dirt, no wonder they want you under,

And my mind fills with these thoughts headed towards summer.