My Heart..
Branded with my Bronx badge..
This ass.. Inherited- from the Mother Land..
Bronx B#%ch!
Respect you will give my house OR get the taste slapped out your mouth..
Young Fly & Hungry.. Mommie rules bore me..
Daddies Name he never gave me..
So, F#%k Love .. Pay Me!
Elders left no Rite- Of- Passage..
one of many forgotten bastards..
Such a shame too many have been lost to Crack or Aids..
Their seeds.. Planted in soil Nurtured with fear and Deceit.
So, who's to blame??
Left on our own.. Lost, fed- up, tired Souls..
Our purpose.. Be the Best..
When life is at its worst.. Read the stars..
Its time to be. The Gods That You Are!