Here's What They Think About You

“I can’t match with rappers, they be bogus” -Lil Baby

A contract with who?
Bitch, not you
16 bars
And Hollywood stars
Does not a revolutionary make
I can do without
All the hot takes
From Johnny come lates
Especially those that wanna further my oppression
The mere suggestion
That you are qualified
Or dignified
Enough
To hold my struggles in your hands
Hold my cares in your heart
Or my interests in whatever’s under your kufi
Is news to me
Speak for me?
I don’t trust you to speak to me
Do you see
What I see
You
Lusting
To touch the hem
Of the garments of Luci
Like
(Another man’s) money is righteousness
Like
Power (you don’t even have) can enlighten us
Like
Groveling for crumbs ain’t spinelessness
Please
Your pleas
Are misguided
Misdirected
And misplaced
“Plans” conceived in haste
The overseer and driver guide
Cut and paste
Such a waste
There’s a whole movement
You could have embraced
Activists, students, and scholars
Protestors, aid workers in need of dollars
Instead
You made deals with the devil
Behind a smokescreen
For what?
Some green?
It’s time to come clean
And remember the crux
When you get fucked
And you will
It’s foreseen
Best believe
Your massa
Won’t use vaseline

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