Feature photo by Scaredofmonsters
April 1, 2019
If one could teach the world, he’ll bring others to the free world.
Mothers to reach a world, and Fathers to teach their girls.
Yet trust will be at the other’s must.
Because like hate, all it is in respect is the other’s confused trust.
Secrets that stars expose in fighting.
Behind the scenes dividing…
Words for the confused, it often seems inviting.
However, the attention brings you into their journey.
Life after suicide, not many can respect I’m never returning.
But the pillars of this world speak often.
Reaching to others in ways the haters can’t see, but must he be put into a coffin?
Stars don’t shine on each other.
They teach to reach one another.
Pretend to meet with one another.
The respects in the unseen meaning for shining together.
This is what happens when a star shines out the gutter.
The darkness even in light, they will shine forever above your utter.
A dreamer’s test, why put him to rest?
The doer’s mess, likely believing the test.
You decide.
This is wordplay, not necessarily for people to confide.
Yet now shining forever in Dekum’s Blue.
Rapping to forever inspire you.
Psycho now too…
I’m black; I’m always afraid they gone’ shoot.
#AMWriting to be protected by love.
#AMWriting to inspire those above.
I live in harmony.
No medication for love, and trusting the writing’s beloved.
Respecting a forever continuing journey.
A rapper fighting forever, so yes we can continue and carry….
The last letter from the king.
Our hearts out to his family.
Irrelevant to ask why at 33?
Is this a history like repeating of things?
Now we know what it’s like to be a thug in many harmonies.
Hater of one, bringing sadness with what he’s done.
Young and dreaming, but again, we continue despite the killing of another great one being.
-Budd
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