Outlet

verse became a centerpiece of conversation

since my Asperger’s prevented me from having ones with real people

and no…

myself didn’t count

i had conversations with my writing

because that was the only thing listening to me

aside from the music and marijuana

i couldn’t look to my family or any of my “friends”

since i was the most retarded person around

i wasn’t who they wanted me to be

so, i was shunned and rejected

i’m sorry, momma…

i wasn’t the son you wanted.

i wasn’t the son you wanted.

i wasn’t the son you wanted.

i was flawed

i’m sorry, momma…

i wasn’t your little angel.

i wasn’t your little angel.

i wasn’t your little angel.

verse became my voice

that very voice i had silenced

society neutralized my creativity

telling me that my uniqueness was nothing but obscurity

talent ain’t important

being different ain’t important

that’s frowned upon

dumb yourself down, that’s important

staying woke and aware, not so much

that ain’t important either

verse became my strength

the spire to my skyscraper

i got the spirit of a martyr

i’ll fight til’ the death with these words residing in my notebook

i got a fleet of metaphors

lyric shall march in the name of patriotism

in free speech we trust, bearing arms in open mics and in poetry slams

poetry is the only medium of free speech we’ll ever get in this country

this is Amerikkka and i’m saying that shit with triple K’s

governments keeping us tight lipped, threatening to kill

us if we spill any of their classified secrets

this is Amerikkka

where if you take a knee you’re an enemy

but if you shoot up a school or kill a person of color, then you’re an idol?

this is Amerikkka

built off the backs of people who were forced to suffer

countless graves of my ancestors they done paved over

ya’ built interstate 78s and times squares

statue of liberty,

you ripped that off from France, correct?

this is America

now i say that with a singular “C”

verse became my meal ticket

filled my pockets when they were malnourished due to overdraft fees

gave me free lunch because i could never afford it

paid my bills whenever i couldn’t

the revenue stream was slow, but boy

did it come in tho

takeout ain’t cutting it for me anymore

i wanna eat healthy

i wanna be through with midnight snacks and Arizonas

i wanna eat healthy

less meat, stick to chicken

more greens and fruits

i wanna get right

get out of Newark cuz’ i don’t feel safe in this city

paranoid as hell in public, always thinking that someone is out to get me

ever since i got jumped back in February of 2018

i’ve been more frantic than ever

where them fools who did it, probably locked up

where them fools who did it, possibly dead

they betta’ be lucky i don’t plug em’ first

karma comes to everyone, don’t worry bro

your turn is soon

verse is power, verse is power

verse is power

brought me bliss

verse is power, verse is power

verse is power

gave me inspiration whenever it depleted

verse is power, verse is power

verse is power

depression…

fueled

my outlet