HOT HEAD
Somethings burning.
The rage of project buildings riddled with agony. Like chipped tooth ghetto kids with acne, smiling with their eyes because its weak to show teeth. Unless your wolfin, ready to sink into something.
Fired up like Baldwin. Raised in gladiator school like Toussaint, Malcolm and Martin. When you deal with someone Native to respect, you gotta protect yours. Don't get holed up as a way to see clear.
You ever feel like the earth is against you and somehow your escape melts when you get close?
You ever think about the soul?
The old gods said it was life's force separated from the body at death. But what happens when you’re alive and feel you don't have any left?
Burning questions for a grown man who needs answers. Or do I want them to fill the desires of my childish spirit. My lady doesn't want me to always be her old man… You know what I’m sayin!
Tryna make me question AM I Motherfucking enough! I burn hot all year even outside her volcano. (Dad joke alert)
Something’s burning!
Being confident and wrong is a signal that makes people want to let you smoke.
Hold up before we put love down. I got your motherfucker. I couldn’t swear in front mines, or my father made me holler for her.
I miss them both, but when I cry, I only call for one of them.
Whoooo!!! Those tears are fucking hot.
It burns up that I can’t bring my loved ones back.
I used to wonder if God tuned on me. I sent up every signal and felt they were ignored.
Just in case you wonder why I’m always mad.