The Love of Money

What price are we paying chasing money?

What I find interesting is the irony that surrounds our very existence. It’s just in…another “n***a” down on his luck and another brother thinking life sucks; but when do we ever stop chasing the fast buck? Corner n****s slanging God knows what to who knows why and here in lie the issue. Please give our history a tissue cause its draining from misuse and desperation. These “n****s” are full of s**t constipation. Our mind can give us the ability to survive when in actuality we dying inside cause we’re unable to rewind to past successes. Is this what success is? Focusing on the things that are trending assimilating our on existence to blend in and losing sight of the fight for which others once died for our rights? Is this what we stand for? An educated fool is still in a pool of misinformation; and do you really want to trust those who claim to save face. You want to be different but we’re all in the same race where our shoes cost more than what’s on our plate and being hungry for that dollar is not the same if we starving cause our collar is being jerked, our chains have been pulled and the dogs are getting loose. Take a bite out of the common juice and let money be your lady if you’re so against the resistance and persistent on making it “All About the Benjamin’s’ Baby!” Are you willing to waste the hours of your life to wife fame and power? I guess you not strong enough and I get it this road is rough but you ain’t got long enough to sit up and abuse the light inside you refuse to turn on for love and trust You’re only in lust cause once money becomes your wife life becomes that one who got away and you can only pray she miss you. But you were willing to lie, cheat, and steal for the love of money now you mad cause s**t just got real. It didn’t occur to you the deal you had to make or the cost you had to pay to be the boss of a business with no clienteles, no benefits, and no sales. My bad, did my words cut too deep? Sorry your check is in the mail. Stamp the truth and be delivered in lies you can run but you can’t hide from the system.  We are constantly debating a backwards movement while there’s no self-improvement and you call yourself different. WE ARE ALL THE SAME…to this country we are the belligerent, ignorant, aggressive beasts and n***a is our first name. Things have not changed. IT’S STILL THE SAME…we were slaved to the master now we’re slaved to the money, pimped by the assistance, and we find ourselves just another statistic. It may just be me so forgive me for I just don’t understand we will die for the dolla’ but continue to lie to our youngsters as we speak words of familiarity as if its rehearsed and cursed through every black household on earth. “Momma where’s daddy?” And in every response lies the hurt as that child’s soul gets burnt because daddy too busy and mommy too tipsy to care. So that child grows up to share mommy’s addiction and daddy’s factious beliefs. Oh what a relief? Black people have unknowingly put the KKK out of focus…no this black on black crime is the highest but continue to puff puff pass your blurred vision makes the white man love your a*s and kiss the ground on which he stands cause ignorant is bliss in every black man. So yeah go ahead and rearrange the strange feelings in your chest as I speak these words that undoubtedly stress you out. I want you to realize the lies recognize the truth and put yourself on the track of learning. I want you to see how this nation does the unfortunate and downtrodden. You are programmed to be forgotten. They have put you in front of the wrong door and you gladly stepped through; forgetting that people like Malcolm X, Nelson Mandela, and Christ died for you. There may be a lock on the right door but we are built to break through.  It’s time for a new revolution. And instead of trying to fix the problem of the dollar make change your next solution.