Poetry Corner: K.R.E.A.M

When you get the education to make changes to your culture and community and motivation to follow through that’s knowledge.

Against all odds you created the ghetto to keep down my DNA,

Prison is the plantation and that’s not okay.

I move different with spiritual rules.Everyone will say cash is the end,

All mean all but not knowing anything always results in the blind chasing a bag falling for everything.

I’m stranded in the middle of two generations,

Between niggas spending birthdays in jail and tight shirts wearing skinny Jean enthusiast,

I believe they’re all sleep and naïve,

But I’m spreading knowledge waking everyone around.You need to realize cash doesn’t take the pain away,

So don’t try to Aunt Jemima “aka” Mammie me.

Knowledge rules everything around me,

Elevate get your education y’all.