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My head is full of greatness and the potential from a slave to a king Middle aged black man on a journey to claiming his rightful throne back I am an african with the blood lines that flow back to a time we walked around as kings and queens not portch monkeys How did we so street smart end up getting tricked How did we leave the front door keys to the castle on the outside of the door Left our queens for sexual pleasure,exploitation by the same sons of muther-bitches We let ourselves believe we were nothing when all along we born Africans living in africa yet we believe we dont own this africa African man stand up men Yes You can man, yes you can men My black beautiful sisters remember you are queens Quit flashing that tittie to get on by Life is for the living not just working for hand to mouth Situation is fucked up and yes, yes we allowing it Waiting for "the man" to show us the way When all along sole in and sole out we walked these roads Not just ones but on a generational depravation of our skills and minds Way more than twice We like to live the hard way to life We seem to not like to have confort and comfort to our neighbors and brothers We claim africa by name and colour but not brain and power We need to collectively say enough is enough When are we ever going to take the ropes and use em for good as we begin the re-growth When are we going to not pour liqour out to the floor for the dead and gone but instead Water a tree for kids at home When are we ever going to see that never will enough likes on social make you any beautifuller or popular Its all a myth a web on your mind and eyes coz you blinded by the dumb shit thats become what controls you When are you going to remember you the one doing the controlling When is your body ever going to be the temple of your god So beautiful you are you embody the mystery of men withon you When are you ever not going to let a niggah smash coz he be on tv or drives a bemmer and has a c63 or knows superstars that all on their way out When will you close your legs to a so callled rich and popular When will you realise you have the power in that pussy Take a book and read not just for graduation instagram posts and comments, Read a book and aim to teach young ones to make it better in life than you Fuck the likes and fuck the heart emojis, Fuck the DmS and Sbwl comments All that shit dont matter unless you really about it We say all these things with very little future thought on their effects, Quit being cool coz you were broke now you wearing house bond payments on your neck Your ice so cold it makes the cold freeze You disgusting fuck, go outside and see where you once were, Take that brothers hand and show him the right way Remember where you came from before you lose sight of where the road trail is from Never forget your way back regardless the conditions Coz home is where the heart is and thats no bull shitting.