I can keep going Because we’re here to stand It’s all the same And we make plans Thank you
Treatments are not the same In a crowd full of people Achievements to blame Make us unequal So just go with your words
Her words are so simple Her eyes are so sweet Her presence makes me tingle From my head to my feet Her hair is nice
I am the paper inked And I am the paper I am the thoughts that think And I am the thinker I am the final drink
I punched a wall Then a built a house. I stepped on an ant. Then I saved a mouse. I cussed at my love
Northerns saaaaay so-duh pop! Southerners saaaaay Damn! It’s hot!
Just got off work. It’s raining, pretty cloudy. About to go bizirric Unless I blow some loudie.
Back in the day Before I knew The way I would have gotten mad At what you
I write Not for tomorrow But for today Because tomorrow isn’t promised I promise
Death come for all us All of us alike... So why are we concerned With color and height?
Huhges questioned A dream deferred I read it Then my dream occurred Just do
As I lay dying I can’t help but say I might beat this I may
Two men went into the woods To make peace with the earth and w… The fire burned in the middle As they spoke to each other Then the secret was exposed
My vernacular is Far from spectacular. In my arrangement I’ll never change it. But I’m always after her,
Conversations Over-grown Situations That plateau Habitations