Does it stink like rotten meat?
I heard from Langston Hughes
Does my soul just go and plead
As my words and poems fuse
See I left from cities twice
Always left surprised
Leaving people I always knew
But friendships melt like ice
I left some loved ones few
Never sat on church wood pews
My accent always stood
Only noticed tiny clues
Does it hurt with ignorance
Never hurt to take a chance
So I never known to understand
Never owned or made a band
With a soul so big and fragile
Is this really satire?
Or is it work to make me agile?
Reasons lost and never filed
Does it feel to make it big?
Hope I make it up to make me think
Was it hood that stays inside
Made me feel so magnified
Did I really feel all "gangsta"
Never stole nor never answered
I was young and never made heard
But I knew the gangs that majored
Never knew outside my blocks
Except some school with fancy locks
Free tuition made me smart
Cheating systems "Is I retard?"
Heard this kid from two blocks over
Got shot up and made us closer
Got shot up while selling drugs
Think he's Gino the fifteener
My parents ignant and gave me hugs
A loving family always strong
Am I hood and never wrong?
Am I cool with you in song?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Does it hurt when leaving teens?
Does it know when I'm alright?
Am I real?
Am I tight?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
I heard from Langston Hughes
Does my soul just go and plead
As my words and poems fuse
See I left from cities twice
Always left surprised
Leaving people I always knew
But friendships melt like ice
I left some loved ones few
Never sat on church wood pews
My accent always stood
Only noticed tiny clues
Heard this kid from two blocks over
Got shot up and made us closer
Got shot up while selling drugs
Think he's Gino the fifteener
I know you liked my note
But do I like yours?
An album of confusion
Yet you seem so sure
What is happening?
What is the reason?
I'll miss you and everyone else
But will they miss me?