2.21.15, 2.23.15, 2.25.15
...non-apologetic genetics perhaps my heritage
but don't look to me for a settlement of ethnic regiments
my sentiments after-the-fact of riggamortis setting in
..I'm back at galilee black, u outta' just admit
I cannot be murdered, it's more-or-less a burden
every time a show stopper draws my curtains
and for every rhyme the nurseries get more turbulent
I'm a timebomb ticking counter-clock wise courtesy
of the lead flurrying and hurrying to bury me
skip emergency, straight to the grave earthing me
born again, past life less than a blur to me
thirty-four years later, just then occured to me
how can I parlay my knowledge into benefits
make 'em pay rent, house the continents' tenements
douse a condiment from their tourbons if they are hesitant
can't acknowledge my struggle, fuck ya' life, fuck ya' death...