On*the*Realness*tip....maybe some of ya can relate
What God had planned I could never comprehend
Put me here for a reason what did he intend?
Was it to bring out the best in everything and everyone?
Was it to suffer and mourn for friend's dyin' by the gun?
Been lucky to have more good times than bad
My mom always there
The other parent almost never contributing to my life and he's supposed to be my dad
Paid no attention to the sparatic fighting
Him making an impact in my life was rare like a UFO sighting
But how could someone that I see everyday not effect me in anyway?
Having a good life now cause for better days I've prayed
Both my parents together; the way it should be
Felt alone at times like no one else existed in this whole universe except for me
But my mom's the dominant force in my life
Still though somethin's not feelin' right
Haven't been able to pin-point it cause really I got no complaints
Good times are all that've been comin' my way
As any bad times I've encountered become distant & faint
Turnin' 16 soon and been through some rough spots
I got a mom, dad, brothers & sisters
More than some people got
But even when my family fought
Lessons out of it I've been taught
Would NEVER want to trade my family in
Sun shinin' my way now when before it was always lookin' dim
Still.....no matter how many times we disagree
I love my family even though at times it's hard to see
Just flowin' w/some realness
damn....real. mad felt, we needa hook up fer a collab when i come back from my lil hiatus
how real was that
definatly "feelin it"
Oh God,...I am going to Cry....
You touched me...Ha ha
No this was some tight stuff..
If you dont mind I want to continue this...
( I love my family even though at times it hard to see
Chicago dreams as my fire of life burn downs the candle/
Sometimes Aldi food was fit for mouths to handle/
African talents displayed on T.V Screens while we sit where they have left/
Could I turn my head soon the camera may capture myself/
times were hard when penny candy was extravagant/
The lesser days when basements were Discover Zones my block use to love that/
Could I sip kool-aid...eat Vitners Chips/
Speak of How I hate the Ghetto..But suck up to it till I have Chaffed lips/
I got this far... Can a Computer really show the emotion/
Church days use to become gleamy when Vaseline was face lotion/
I remember that my family....we breathed that/ Ghetto streets/ Where poverty and Hopes link at/
This is special cause I dedicate this one for motivation/ College education/ Rich or Poor live and Die is everyones destination/
C.T.A was the Buisness bikes for lesser ones...Huffy and RoadStorm was the blocks best/
In the parks after school minds play till swings become child less/
I ask GOD...Thank You... a statement and question....What is other than this life?/
very real...felt it...