Adolescence (2020)

  Run Us Justice Not Death I’m alive. But not alive.. Shit, I don’t even feel alive. Why’s tension so high? I hate talking about it. So, I brought it here. It’s hot on the block right now. Well it has been for over 400 years. In all seriousness, why do you keep killing us? Why ain’t you feeling us? Sparked my brothers now they dead. You left 'em in the dust. We’re tryna’ bond, not to battle. Cops don’t got my trust. You wear that badge as a “Hero”. At the end of the day, you’re still one of us... Why’d you shoot me down? I have 7 holes in my back. 7 nightmares. 7 stages of grief. Now my kids have 7 nightmares throughout the night. Look what you’ve done. Look what you’ve done. But we won’t run. Shit’s not coo out here. People feel it’s comfortable to not discuss human rights and simply don't care to even try. I think that’s some sucka shit because I’m uncomfortable. I’m overwhelmed. I’m tired. I’m fed up. But I’m still proud to be black. Even with a target on my back. Leaving th...

 Anonymous submission from New York. I hold your Christmas present in my arms. Attempting to squeeze the last drops of good memories we’ve had. Craving for more. But no amount of “your my best friend’s” can reimburse the pain you put me through. When I was at my lowest you left. You let me simmer in my sorrows. Let my heart break and harden like the sweet sugar it was. You let me die and that was the newest low. Now I can barely remember your face, your memories, shit I can’t even remember your favorite color. I am happy you have become a dust in my mind. Swept away with the gentle brush of new plans, new dreams and new friends. I know I will see you, but I am no longer mad Your presence was a lesson. That optimism is a dual ended sword and often paired with the strong shield of naïveté. I am sorry for everything I have done to you Everything I have given you. I promise I won’t do it with the next ones.

CHANGE (feat. Piera) (Tyreese Smith) Through all of my pain, I hope I motivated your soul. Shining is my purpose, had to get it on my own. Some days I’m blessed up, but lately feel alone. But I’m young and grinding, staying focused know im in a zone. What life means to me, means you have to stay on go. Girl I love with you my heart, but for now I’m laying low. If you don’t fw me, please don’t hide and let me know. I can’t stay clueless on your bullshit, ima have to grow. I feel alone, I’m on my own but I’ve seen better days. I cried for help, the cards I’ve dealt I’m in a different phase. I’m stressing out, this not for clout I need to fade away.  You cant fw me, talking crazy boy just better pray. I was stuck in life, but I’m fighting you know it’s time to play. Life’s a bitch, I’m off the shit I’m in a faster lane. I hate talking, movin’ silent, I prove by accolades. I have Piera by my side, I had to make a change... (Piera) A change to my vibe..  A change to my perspective....

  Bad Lil Rican (Puerto Rican Blues)  💙 Beautiful inside n’ out. A bad lil rican from the south. Not west, not east. Right down south. Near Miami to be specific. But I don’t love you for your riches. Not to get in your britches. But I love you inside n’ out. The rhythm to your accent makes me crazy. Lovin’ you I don’t get lazy. This poem a stretch? Sort if maybe. But I’ll do anything for you. Go the mile for you. Jump through wires for you. As long as those wires connect my heart. I’ll love you to the best of my ability. Ohh, oh) If love is a four letter word. (Ohh, oh) I'll sing it to you all night long. (Noo, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) But baby I need you tonight. (Noo, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) Please come home. (Be holy, be holy) Your momma misses you tonight. Your daddy misses you too. I'm so lonely-y-y (Aye, no, no, noo, noo) Lonely-y-y Lonely-y-y-y Aye, be holy, be holy.. One with yourself, one with yourself noo, oh.. One with yourself now.. Be one with yourself now.....

Get your hands off me. No, get off me. No means no. I’m not interested. Get your fucking hands off of me. I’m a woman. A strong, hard working woman. I’m not a tool. I’m not a stepping stool. You can’t step over me. I am powerful. I am strong. I am beautiful. I am brave. I am brave enough to not be with you. You are dirty minded. You are hopeless. You are senile. You are narcissistic. You can’t control me. My body, my choice. HANDS OFF OF ME. I hate older men who put their hands on kids, super fucking disgusting. It pisses me the fuck off. I wrote this poem for anybody who’s a victim of sexual assualt or in a toxic relationship. I stand for you 💓

Put the bag in the cup, add it up, add it up Put my friends in the truck, add it up, add it up If you think you know me now, that's enough, that's enough If you think you know me now, that's enough, that's enough Put the bag in the cup, add it up, add it up Put my friends in the truck, add it up, add it up If you think you know me now, that's enough, that's enough If you think you know me now, that's enough, that's enough If you think you know me now, that’s enough. I’ve had enough. If you’re thinking of me now, that’s enough. I’ve had enough. I done gave you all my love, life is rough. Love is rushed. Painting all my feelings, like Camille. I stroke a brush. I thought I was for you, but no more. Swiping messages (sort of) I be bored. You was my only special one, not four. Put all my trust in you, out the door. A hottie with a body, drives a ford. Pretty face but rotten to the core. It’s a pain how I really simped for a whore. Revenge tour, now I have to...