Life ft. Death (part 1)

[Jalili]

Life ft. Death (part 1)

Born into the light
Worrying over “will he make it through the night”
Until the baby cries through the night
Crawls till he walks up right
Then that first moment of solo life comes to light
Daycare school at times the playground too
You’re all alone in this thing then you witness something big
At my great aunts house playing with the kids around the corner
I witness this hip cat get murder for his Starter
Then 1st grade summer camp teacher calls me and a friend out our names
4th grade public stupid becomes cool but when my mom found out I still got a whooping after school
Middle school breast started popping and hormones began knocking
Didn’t get a taste till 10th grade
Didn’t enjoy it till I played around with college
Yet once I dropped out that’s when responsibity started stalking
Fell in love with my daughter but I couldn’t stay with her momma
Struggled on my own moving back to my mother’s home
Went through most solo even though I grew to a point with a father
I had to figure out how to be a man mostly all alone…

Saw the hate in their eyes as they talked about the looting
Lied saying my people drowned because at the helicopters they were shooting
I watched this at the same time my path was getting chosen
Got off my ass the next day with my head in much commotion
Gave my plasma for some cash but the savings was in slow motion
Thought of all the evil I could do to make a buck
Instead I went off to a Job Corps to try my luck
Saw the truth of this nation all the youth displaced
Felt my own heart shake from being away from my daughter
Her mother got her a replacement father but she can’t escape where my baby got her face
Came back with some hope and got called a nigga
Quit that job and had the plasma bank replace then needle marks my wallet was missing
But I took my behind off and got a notebook
Wrote down the feelings I had and began to see the turn I took
Picked up a few books at the local library
Got a okay job but the money was still barely what I needed
Hurt crush but not defeated I raised my head high
Grow out my hair thrust my fist in the air
Stood for something more than just surviving another winter
Came around to summer spoke the history of the word Nigger
Educated a few white folks with a speech I know they’ll remember
That we didn’t start it we just took it out your hands
Now we reject except for a few rap bands that accept it and use to make you fans
Later that year meet the love of my life for I would have given my life
She had plans to be my wife and YES it was nice
Then she traveled away and God I felt you pissed on me again when she died and I was alone again
Solo now I write my heart speak my mind teach my lesson that I learned from time
So for the time I remain I plan to bring about and if I must die for change

Jalili B. Jimiyu

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