Bare witness to my beautiful struggle that defines me:


First understand the streets that born me/ The Fire beneath the concrete that scorn me/ The streets that embodied my soul that haunts me

Before my first breath was able spaun me/ Stereotypes were cursed and placed upon me/ now images of drugs and thugs frequently taunt me

Fiends and dope dealers keep my vision a blur/ clouded by the time that they were damaging her and burnt a whole in my soul where growth should've occured

Innocent eyes of mine witnessed the worst/ childhood dreams seemed shattered by lifes curse/ no food, no lights, no laughter it all hurt

Such a beautiful struggle and to my struggle I say I love you!!

Now I see a clear path focused upon my plight of impression/ one mind at a time I can teach 'em my lesson/ your a blessin/ without you I have no message

Your a teacher, believe me a preacher of the truth/ The reason I dedicated my life to the youth

Such a beautiful struggle and to my struggle I say I love you!!

Verseau

Intelligence, Beauté, Humour, Sensibilité, Spontanéité, Pouvoir, Bon sens, Délicatesse

Im pretty open-minded. I like to hang around people I can hold conversations.

Pote virtuel, Vrai‧e ami‧e