Poetry Corner: Elevation

Not afraid to be different tired of being one of the same, but gotta get the government’s consent of one of two options, physical legislation or character assassination.

Financial freedom my only hope I use to think the only solution was selling dope, living in poverty with no other way to cope in today’s society hanging from a rope the equivalent to a prison uniform.

Break the cycle expand the limitations was my goal sick of seeing my brothers denied a second chance we know the truth not on this land no consideration for my pigmentation.

Fuck living rich and dying broke I got the blueprint it’s free so take all your notes, big brother has a lot of hate because I speak prison reform changes the matrix determine my own fate and won’t conform.