Intersections

[Intro: Grandma's voicemail]
Hey Damien, this is Grandmama calling. I called to tell you I saw your pictures on the uh... on Facebook, you looked real nice. I think you should go out for modeling. But I wish you success on your record, on your uh, album that you made, your photos and everything. You looked real nice. Granny proud of you, grandpa is too. And we're so proud, you looked real nice. Keep it up, baby. Love you. Bye, bye

[Verse 1]
Man, why you always on the move now?
I mean, what you really trying to prove now?
What, you telling me you 'bout to move now?
You gone drop everything including school now?
Yeah, that's what they asked me but I don't never let shit pass me
So I just go where the chrome is 'cause I don’t really know what home is
But I know what alone is, yeah I know what alone is
I know what sitting in the dark with a Glock pressed to yo dome is
The old Damien was a happy nigga, big-headed ass lil sappy nigga
Shit got real, turned into a snappy nigga
Heart stomped on by a bunch of crappy niggas
Mama moved out when i was sixteen, never seen shit get so real
And now Damez just another cold dude
Young flesh with the soul of a old dude
I like soul food and I'm so rude
I got problems, but that's old news
They hate you for being black
They hate you for who you love, too

[Bridge]
You just think it's all a facade while playing God
Worried 'bout the things, the things that don’t concern you (concern you)
And they get kicked right out of they house, now living without
Drugs and clubs the only things we have to turn to (to turn to)

[Hook]
Pick a struggle, pick a struggle
Yall don't know about my struggles
Pick a struggle, pick a struggle
Yall don't know about my struggles

[Post-Hook]
Lord if I could just be free, maybe I can blur the margins
But I just wanna be me
Yeah I don't wanna start no problems
Yeah I don't wanna start no problems
Yall don't know about my struggles

[Verse 2]
Man, why you always staying prayed up?
I mean, what you really afraid of?
I know failure's a consequence
But what happened to all yo confidence, huh?
Yeah, that's what I ask me 'cause lately I been letting shit past me
And I just been avoiding my reflection
Just tryna embrace imperfection
I'm just tryna cross intersections
I'm just tryna cross intersections
Just looking both ways on all of my days
I'm just tryna cross intersections
Just tryna cross intersections
I'm just tryna cross intersections

[Bridge]
And you just think it's all a facade while playing God
Worried 'bout the things, the things that don’t concern you
(They don't mind they business, they don't mind they business)
Concern you
(They don't mind they business)
Like everyday I'm catching hell, for being myself
I'm lonely, left or right I don't know where to turn to
(They don't mind they business, they don't mind they business)
To turn to

[Hook] (x2)
Pick a struggle (pick a struggle) Pick a struggle (pick a struggle)
Yall don't know (yall don't know)
About my struggles (about my struggles)
Pick a struggle (pick a struggle) Pick a struggle (pick a struggle)
Yall don't know (yall don't know)
About my struggles (about my struggles)

[Post-Hook]
Lord if I could just be free, maybe I can blur the margins
But I just wanna be me
Yeah I don't wanna start no problems
Yeah I don't wanna start no problems
Yall don't know about my struggles

[Outro]
I'm just tryna cross intersections
I'm just tryna cross intersections
Just looking both ways on all of my days
I'm just tryna cross intersections
Just tryna cross intersections
I'm just tryna cross intersections
Just looking both ways on all of my days
I'm just tryna cross intersections
Just looking both ways on all of my days
I'm just tryna cross intersections

[Monologue: Staceyann Chin]
Apparently, if the tragedy does not immediately impact you, you don't give a fuck...

True love is never affected by color. I curb the flashes of me crashing across the table to knock his blonde skin from Manhattan to Montego Bay to bear witness to the bloody beatings of brown boys accused of the homosexual crime of buggery...

....the men who believed being vulnerable could only make them stronger...

...amidst the new fangled fads and fallacies, the New Age claims that sexual, racial and economic freedom has finally come for all...

...for all the landmarks we celebrate, we are still niggers, and faggots, and minstrel references for jokes created on the funny pages of a white, heterosexual world