The Awakening

I walked up in the office It was Monday Mundane, no one really talking I was typing, it was quiet, asked my boss I mean my supervisor could I probably get this Friday off ‘Cause I got an obligation They don’t know I spit and they don’t care my occupation Is eating any shit that they keep stacking on my plate and it was killing my spirit, before I left I looked myself in the mirror like Wake up! Kids growing up in my hood Survivor’s more than a game show Teenagers drink and they smoke good And rep gangs with the colors from the rainbow My dumb ass tried to intervene Saw my little man told him get his cream You don’t got to go to war homie live a dream Even if you use the triple beam, cut the killing scenes The youngin laughed so hard, pulled up his skinny jeans Said you don’t know what cripping means Or what Bloods do I love your music But the neutrals are lame It’s not an option I can’t get out the game Wake up! She called my phone with the sad voice Said she bout to take a good sleep made a bad choice My words that used to get her mad moist Got her letting out tears I let her be near But not near enough and I’m wondering is she bluffing Maybe she wasn’t so I got to do something I ran to her rest I saw the pills on the table I said the afterlife is not gonna save you wake up! We all equal But I boldly discriminate Each time we say pause that’s exhibit A Doesn’t mean I exhibit hate, short story Out with shawty on a dinner date She spotted this dude that used to penetrate Her way back in college I said I don’t think that kid is straight She said now he’s married to they classmate So why’s he holding hands on a man date? She ran over with the mad face Called him a fag wit mad hate He said I’m not gay The other cat rolled his eyes And said no he’s happily married and just bi…bye She yelled out why Dude was looking shook, claimed it was a lie I love my wife I creep on the side So the fuck what? The girl almost cried She said “I bet you tell her you in the studio While you in another man’s booty hole Then you go raw in her coochie yo If you gon’ do it, don’t do it low” I pulled her away, she said, “I’m not homophobic But I think as a man, you should really know your choices Can affect peoples live,” He was tight, she was right I said dog go confess to your wife wake up! I used to hit the block I ain’t even hit it, I tapped it And not a lot Just made enough for some Jordans and a watch Small time runner delivering to the spot A girl that always copped, came wit a coat and It was June, is she stupid yo my dude snatched it open Saw a stomach we was bugging like ma you must be joking Couple months pregnant and you smoking The next few words That I heard that were spoken Had me up the next morning in college fucking enrolling The fiend said, “Y’all know I got a teenage daughter She’s real pretty, y’all can have her if y’all want her This baby here I can’t afford to abort her So I’m hoping that the smoke will put the fetus in a coma.” Then she said, “Look Y’all don’t worry please About God cursing you for nursing me Blame that same God for birthing me And letting that man molest me back in nursery.” She said, “Can you imagine what it’s like Wishing that your child would runaway every night Hoping each day is the end of all my strife So I go to sleep praying to Christ that I don’t wake up!