I was solid in the name of love cause im such a sucka for it But everyday stressin among homies Trying not to show it Feeling egg shells below my feet cause I dont plan on being political Greasing Bro cause bro wants to smoke somethan Reading books instead of joining politics Even let an adversary be among the unit without giving him a hard time Cause everyone is equal Politics, Check him Someone trying to phone check me HIT HIM Political bullshit Theres no point in using the phone When many cry on that thing Wine on that thing and breathe on that thing with nothing more to say Im solid Fuck Phones Do time Plus the mood is tense Im solid I dont need to eat and be fat and get big Cause im doing time I eat better outside the walls Many only have this place well Fuck em They can stay in the place Im gonna get out cause I want my love back I want my daughter back I want my freedom back And i dont mind changing my ways to get that I guess you can think what you wanna But it comes down to Am i staying here or Staying out thereBirth sign: Aries
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