It's hard to love- When nobody cares,
And it's harder to be hugged- When there's nobody there.
I have just one fear- But it can be justified,
Don't forget me when I'm not here- 'Cuz we all just live to die.
And my hindsight gives me blind sight- And YES, because I'm white,
I'm expected to see the lime light- There's so much pressure when I write.
Failure is not accepted- A white kid with an education,
The world just won't accept it- There's no excuse for you not to make it.
Society just won't take it- Because everything works in your favor,
But now they wanna strip you naked- Because you chose the illegal labor.
Or I should say it chose you- They don't care what you go through,
You've gotta be a doctor or lawyer- Anything less just won't due.
They say racial profiling is the biggest problem for blacks,
But because I'm white my profile should say "successful"- What do you call that?
The stepping stones I stepped on- Were far from being sturdy,
I got high all through High School- That's the extint of my 'higher learning'.
It was a choice I made..True- But out of the choices I was gave..What would you do?
Constant stress placed upon me- My own house was a pharmacy,
The physical ass whippings were nothing- But it was all mentally harming me.
And now those Demons are haunting me- Forcing me to acknowledge,
Recalling the paths once chosen- And how I chose to move narcotics.
My mind has felt more pain than you could ever concieve,
My life has been a story- And now the story teller is me.
There's no more expectations- But the disappointments still run high,
Not successful in the fiscal way- But I've become a poet in just one try.
I'm still just one guy living one life- And I still lyrically get high,
I know I'm destined to touch the world- Now I'm just waiting for my one try.