A Poem

[Intro: Authentic Intelligence & Noname]
Dance with me, dance with me
Dance with me
Dance with me, I know I'm free
I know I'm free
(What's freedom?)
Alright, okay...

[Verse: Authentic Intelligence]
I think this is a poem
About me saying what I wanna
Knowing I ain’t gonna
Got all this ammunition
Knowing good and well I ain’t a gunner
No I ain’t one of these
Average joes who let the trigger squeeze
I ain’t with that energy
I’m more with the symmetry of similes
While searching for the inner peace
Within the inner me
I think it’s funny how the sinners be
The first ones to judge
But never budge when someone questions their mental
And maybe I’m just letting my pen seal my fate
Cause I let my lyrics be the platform I stand on
And never negate
Or dare to equivocate my stance
Know that I am tweaking
‘Pologizing in advance
Got way too many thoughts going on in this thing
Like a dollar and a dream
I’m just a slice of the king
Crop of the cream
I am above and not beneath
At least that’s what my daddy said
Can’t remember when I last read His word
But every third part of Trinity’s voice keeps saying
“You a new generation poet-prophet
Spitting a message for non-profit
Tryna fill up more than pockets
Your staff is the pocket
No weapon formed against you can prosper
Didn’t say they won’t cock it”
My Man in the sky check out optics
Making sure this soul stays pure
And can be built to endure
Cuz the things he has in store
Is the fruits of labor
You been working so hard for
I think this is a poem for freedom
Long live the blackness
All hail the Kingdom
I think this is a poem of freedom
And the people need a champion
Who’s gonna lead ‘em?
I think this is a poem for freedom
Long live the blackness
All hail the Kingdom