Dis Ni**a

Reading in between the lines

You can’t let your heart bleed

Not wanting to spill the circumference of that bubble you created got you outside looking in

Your desire for humanity

What happened to that

Even with all the things you got I find myself looking at the things you don’t have

If curiosity moves your spirit, I’m a walking depiction of how living really fills you up inside, So much so the world is yours, not to own, but on display.

I see your actions before you say in the most foolish deliberate tone why you can’t place your feelings today

You don’t know whether to congratulate or be ashamed

There’s no one to blame, but you blame me

I’ve never acted on any shape

Justly rooted in being your silhouette with a cape

I’ve paid so much in attention to never go back

Like a sprite tryna fizzle through the cap

How we humble and accustom our selves to the blow

Reparations on your lost soul, I need dividends

I put a shelter around the ether Grassroots as the teacher

You so busy being bougie you can’t even decipher the message

Every thing in plain language not meant to cause headaches

The wedge you drew, don’t seem to have edges

“How to love an artist” was a flesh wound that doesn’t have a big enough bandage

There’s not a book worth the read, that can soften where your head lay

Ball and chain to your thoughts You caught between reality and store bought

You can’t move me the way I move myself

Before there was help

Nobody ever helped dis ni**a

Dis ni**a helped you