Racing through life on Don
All I do is avoid L’s, playing trump cards
Like Wall r us. Life is a fat game of who can splash cash and ball out.
Few Wade in the water while many drown.
Like.
You ever seen a mum hold her dead son.
He is only three years old tears in her eyes like “Come ON!”
Shaking his limp body till the Suns gone
But there’s about 20 other kids still looking on,
No empathy. Look on the bright side, less mouths to feed?
I stood there stone cold na my heart didn’t bleed
Bland sympathy. I was, too young, to even know what it means.
As-Salamu alaykum to the little kid.
Every night I get on my knees and pray.
Lord forgive my little sins
All around the world like we’re little Sims,
Games I play I keep changing
Phenomenal, an animal, da win I keep faith in.
Young Zeus I keep chasing,
BlackThought I keep thinking
Will it ever be safe you see I say goodbye, look to the sky, close my eyes and keep racing…
@Sorom_tbte
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