John

Peace Of Mind Dreams of butta leather Recent flix of my lil girl on the dresser Nothin but crisp tees and fresh trees Out front nothing but leaves But that leaves just that -- a dream Outside is a concrete jungle If you failed to adapt You might as well go get the banger and one yourself Or find God and run to church dismissin your dreams of wealth I did neither one just Walked to church and wrote this My diary with a few secrets omitted Admit it slightly you feel it But am I real wit it It don’t matter Tho I am -- I speak it if I lived it Around thugs how am I not a fighter Around gangstas be4 your lips utter a word Your brain’s exposin your thoughts on the curb How haven’t I blended in wit that attire He should of spoken Me -- I should of listened but too hard headed Now it’s like an Denali on unleaded Racin down the freeway blind sided A lost soul as if I lost my body when I left it Rest In Peace I get it Only thru death some experience it I wish I had some for man in the hole Set up by c/o’s every summer is cold I wish I had some for momz Stugglin carryin others They burdens for it’s too heavy to give back Slowly liftin her arms 2 hug lil Black So she rather carry it then let it fall In the hands of the unseen In the hands of my dream I mold words in2 art but it’s not e-a-z To display for the masses to see me 4 me Not me for how I should be Not me not I in your eye I see You looking thru me like a ice sculpture Crafted precisely but that won’t change me It starts in the mind be4 the vocals could explain b And I wish I had peace 4 my sister Three kids up all night plottin they future Lookin 4 that check 2 get em a fresh pair And I wish 4 peace on the other side 4 Jeremy Dear God is there really a mansion for g’s Na -- I wish 4 peace 4 my peoples I feel black is beautiful like the moon do But these streets will never change Like broken lines with a broken heart I pray Rip out this page in my notebook and let it fly And hope it comes back as a piece of mind