Irrationally it still happens to me, retroactively

aggression let in passively

as we see his majesty rap to beats magically –

tragically the masses see their shackles

that’s the faculty

and i’m baffled

because it doesn’t have to be.

taxes, fascists after me

casually mad at me

the pastor was a bastard

when he didn’t have to be

my daddy, well he had to leave

my mom was strong, sporadically

come on

I’m long gone

you’re actually

quite accurately depicting

the conflicting sick things

in my head

I said the dead aren’t listening

visiting at my christening

there’s no such thing as christian king

these are gifts that wisdom brings

if it means

i missed my dreams

just woke up up late

y’all woke but fake

so no bro, hate

I’d rather you did it

and if thats what you call average

I’ll have to forgive

for you

know not what you do

 

The structural integrity

of my destiny

is such,

that I’m stuck in jeopardy.

A loveless recipe.

What’s ahead of me?

A neglected legacy?

Suspected felonies?

Arrested?

— for excessively questioning everything

Let me sing

my song.

When I’m gone

they’ll say:

“A.J.

wasn’t wrong.”

Until then

they’ll act like they don’t feel him

because I’m black and I’m brilliant.

They’re mad I’m resilient,

they’d rather of killed him.

Eventually they’ll finish me,

then I’ll see infinity, divinity.

What did Leonardo DaVinci see?

that made him go insane in his creations

My guess is

she wore dresses,

it’s why he doesn’t paint men.

I’m going through the same thing.

Explaining

while they’re feigning paying attention.

They made me stay in detention,

in school suspensions.

My mentals were different.

I’ve been through some distance

and 10 new prescriptions.

My coping mechanism

for when you don’t listen.