THINGS FALL APART

Hey yo peace to my ex wife
I promise I’ll be better in the next life
I hope you have a blessed life
When you gave birth my heart jumped out of my chest right
Into the world and started fucking walking around
Singing songs, eating strawberries
She the realest
Bless you for making her
My fault I couldn’t be the man that could treat you right
I let my ego destroy me
Blind to my privileges, everybody is, that’s the nature of privilege, isn’t it?
I’m trippin off my own bullshit
Weep about the past and learn from it
Sorry to the women I did wrong
I swear it wasn’t malicious intent just ignorance
So I slipped into the void and let it empty my soul
I lost track of the real me
Took a long time but I can finally feel meek
Learning all the new dimensions of love
I’m leveling up I’m living to better my love
So I’ll never be stuck, having to apologize again and again
Just not fuck up in the first place
Ain’t a contest, no first place
Ain’t a context in the first place
Everything’s subjective and relative
I’m trying to do what’s good for my people and my relatives
Life is a trip mayne
Hella shit go wrong
Born the same day as Chinua Achebe mayne, it’s heavay
The center can’t hold its written in the star charts
Art is a lart daw life is the hard part
Fuck it, its easy too don’t die
Where the lie?
I ain’t see no lie
Truth is in the air that we breathe in and out
Simple and plain, live with the pain
Try and turn it into something that’s beautiful
Learn to forgive everybody including yourself
These raps is my therapy try’na cut the toxicity out of the lyricism
The free market harms art fills it with bad habits
A bad feminist is a bad anarchist
I’m guilty of hypocrisy working on consistency now
The intersections of the struggle for liberation are infinite
Life is a process, progress
The work ain’t ever done
That’s the daily task of livin
I ain’t even tryna ask forgiveness from anybody
Just trying to be better, live love breathe better
We need better for the C’s they do what they see and that’s me too
Nobody beyond the hypnotism can get into the crevices of your soul
You gotta transform all of that energy into something positive
Like…you know
Like…how they make fuel from burning trash
They wanna hate then serve them the ash of the hate that they gave you
Exhumed in the love of your soul furnace
The soul furnace with the love sculptures, admire that
Fuck material wealth
The real concept of peace
Is the truest wealth, acquire that
Fortunately it resides in the core of you
Your own private pelicula, yours to view
Heh…
Know that when you speak there’s more to do
After the words leave the lips you got limbs to fashion the ships that set sail on the ocean of history
Be on the side of the gentle, the tenderness
That’s truly without a price
Watch the love expand like a pound of rice
Boiling in a pot of hot water
Burning some weed watching Godfather
Bout to go pick up my daughter from pre-school
But I had to kick a quick little rhyme for the people
Aight peace yo I’m out