the pain deepens.. the pride slips
..all i did was die with, dignity..or was it a pride slip..
was it a pride slip, or was it a consequence
i never slip, till i got locked behind chain linked fence
the things we do to get behind cars..money..hoes..
..pain varies, takes away the show of more
lifted away stress, thinking of what to do..
..sitting wondering why is these memories glued,
but who..am..i..to..say
that..you are great today..
..i..am me, deep words n visions worded precisely
its worded nicely, commented love or was it like me,
to despite the write of being my height see..see,
generations my family had to fight for the right to be,
ahead of the others ahead of the likely to succeed,
i mean, its not a vision its a kinda pride thing,
n i aint lost without precisions i'm tryna die like a king..
..well..dats what it was suppose to be..these minutes hours,
are limited to what i had to say without power

pride slip.. thats who i tried,
without lying with.