Body Shaming

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Uhhh
Ok
Keeping on the oven, making sure we aint freeze
Homemade macaroni, with the government chesse
Living with my grandma, cause my mother was a fean
Young, wild and reckless, we was running in them streets
We was violent, none of us had no guidance
Uncle gave me money so I can keep my silence
He was supplied, what the junkies was buying
Grandma worry, cause she knew them drug dealers was dying
Right on Clifford and Portland, support nigga who snorting
Making money from dealing, that's just how I recall it
Knew he was well-respected, them values now not important
Suffer from paranoia, I guess he was over cautious
Happy having nothing, cause none of us didn't have it
Crazy living conditions, turned man to a savage
Came from broken houses, family members was addicts
Getting clean, then relapsing, going back to their habits
Rapper who poetic, feeling like Langston Hughes
Label as muslim, for all my racial views
If this was 1920s, I'll be out here making blue
Living in the garden, if Adam didnt break the rules
Walking blind, out in the wild, just like Elijah
Living past 30, a designated survivor
Living in the jungle maneuver, through the piranhas
Ain't no type of honor, when you dealing with connivers
Women working double, just for they can get that bubble
Ditchin working niggas, and getting one that can hustle
Nigga pitching bundles, just for they can get them bundles
Saying that they love you, but missing when you in trouble
Thirsty for attention, striving for likes and mentions
Body shaming was never in my intentions
Hopefully i dont come across as offensive
I'm not using this platform to be pretentious
Im not picking and choosing, I talking to all women
Features that the creator gave you, was God given
No matter of ya age, we known as Allah children
No matter if we try, we always gonna fall victim
Rest in Peace to women, who dying off embolisms
Living in this prison, they make it look like a prism
Losing all perception, we lacking the intuition
Notice the television, really alter our vision
Going through the struggle, a victim of circumstances
Lack of opportunities really doing the damage
Get it by any means, penitentiary chances
Pray to the Elohim, knowing he got the answers
Going through depression, in a state of apathy
Ain't no happy ending, this story ending with tragedy
Mass incarceration, I have to paint in my masterpiece
Black balled, feeling like Carmelo Anthony

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