Tattered Up

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just different

See im the type who loves to do things out of the ordinary, start me at the finish line, and finish me off at the beginning, cause beginning with the end of my past self, allowed me too start as my new self, cause to be self consious is to keep constant accountability of your actions, so I sat in that directors seat, lights, camera, action, no cuts in between scenes, i mean, Hollywood got Universal, but JoeMac has gone universal, see I circled the quesars and the stars, far from earths existence, distant from my future, but up close with my past, cause my past is etched in my skin, and to begin, i go to my left forearm, seven principles lived by in alkebulan, which them Euros renamed Africa, to shatter our way of life, and give us theirs, and with no cares, they broke us away from out culture, see those vultures then flew up above my wishbone, and they found i tattered my east chicago home, 219 ways to survive in an ethched 219, with a torch representin that light that reps life, and when you move to my right, that crown rises above that established year, in which my mama spent 37 hours pushin a man out whose head is the same size as it was back then, i was stamped, sealed and delivered in 19 hundred and eighty four, as a Junior of the original Joe, as I wrapped myself around the concept that my daddy wanted to name me Hamilton and my mama said bump that, you name him that, I'll divorce you and never take you back, so i take it now to the back of my left arm with that word Divine, for a divine creation of the Lord, and risen on my shoulder is the home of the vice lords, the fours and the D's, Midwest bred with a bright star in the middle, clouds round the edge, and now I move in this galaxy to the left side of my chest, Psalms 34, with Christ servant til my death and beyond, written in blood, the best four hours i ever spent under a needle, cause at least if those satanic people try to implant my with that microchip, they know i wont take cause they can see where my loyalty lies, and lyin on my right side, is my passion and my pleasure, that mic, where i give em my word of mouth about politics, religion and an occasional piece bout lickin, stickin and me likin girls in short shorts and red tops, she know who Im talkin about, and then on my arm, its my charm, 6 stars for six decades of life, and 4-28-1939 for the beginning of her life, 9-19-2007 for the day she ascended into heaven, a cross with james chapter 1: verses 2-4 and above that yo, lies the name Mary Washington, with sunshine and sun rays, my guardian angel on all days, 12 tats of my life tattooed in blood, and I can only hope, that I tattooed a piece of me, into yall souls