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Part One

Black History
Mystery

I sit and see
All the stuff people do and fee
Of what she do and me
I sit in peace.

Black people say “why us?”
And all I can say is “Because—
Why not, look what we do
We do stupid stuff, we use
Pots,
Pills,
Glocks,
Kill
We need meals
Why kill
And use glocks;
And we don’t need pills
And why pots?”

Black people say “why us?”
Because most protect in the time of lust
There’s a time for soft and a time for hard
When we are down,
I’ll help and guard.

Part Two

I’ll help and protect
I’ll help you
Because I’m here for you
They bust I’ll shoot
That’s what riders do
If you don’t like it shoo
Be real, I’m better than you
I’m smarter than you
I’m too sick for you.

“I need help
Victor can you help me?”
I say with what?
She say I want to be like you
I say for what?
Just try

I can’t
Yes you can.
You’re a girl, I’m a man
But you have all these fans
That’s why I said you can.

You still want to be with me,
But we both been through slavery.

Part Three

This is just my life
The sun is dark
I’m in New York
My boy got a kite
But I’m not a dork
I see it on my flight
Leaving New York
I just saw a fight
I see the man with the torch
I’m off the plain with a bike
He pushed him off with some force
I spit this off the mic
Of course
I am the spotlight
I leave no remorse
When you see on the field
It’s all highlights
I am the joy
Of my life
Of your life
Of the life of me

V.

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