Why I write : In my verses

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I’ve been putting my heart and soul in my all my verses, times going and I just can’t seem to move forward … one of the many curses

Another is, that pains me just as equally is to be a witness of such self-destruction

My generations individuates’ are dying, everyday it’s a funeral

Seeing a trail of precious minds, and ideas in the black hearses

That is why I rip out my heart throw it on my paper with no surgeon and any stitches needed,

My people need someone to sacrifice.. SO I START BLEEDING ,

Kids can’t even recall the sound of real.. So they nose go up once they see my words and start reading,

This isn’t a subliminal message, to all the individuals inside yall waiting to burst

Listen up, yall need it

Can hear it .. I scream it

I want more; I’m determined to never receive less

If I truly want to be a star, the good lord will put me to the test

To solemnly swear to never turn him down for another direction, God is my savior

No need for correction, he is my protection

But The devil is always lurking for weak souls to add on to his collection

How many fear him? And quickly change complexions ?

I say fuck em .. If he was that powerful he would’ve already been on top

He just another fake trying to impersonate what he can’t be.

They say you can be what you choose to be.. But it’s all panned when you’re born to be what your destined to be, a conception that the premature mind fails to see

yall fail to see , what’s meant to be … I foretold my future

I know what lies on my path; I’m here to bring change

Why conform to society, why complete it

Stand out

Together united, we can defeat it

I know what’s already destined for me … the fame, the riches, and all the minor things

To spit ill lines with no soul deserve a conviction

Me to be mainstream.. Is a confliction

To have my mind seek material things is to not have open ear

To hear my hearts decision’s

They say hip hops dead, so I’m going restore it to life

yall should’ve know once I started rhyming it started breathing

I put my heart and my soul in all my verses, things happen in a timely manner

So the wait is never one of my many curses

I’ll be a star, with her soul left being unpurchased

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