Nomad

A Poem by X-Quizit

I was born unto a queen in '86//
Formed a Brotherhood of my niggaz in 2006//
2 years later, I'm expecting a son//
Transformed into a n***a with an attitude to a valuable one//
All my critics don't know about my life//
'Bout how I used to look out for my life with a knife//
Muthafuckas just keep testin' me... what do you want?//
For me to be fake and put up a front?//
I watched the death of a family... cuz I can't trust//
The same muthafuckas that I love so much//
I'm trying my hardest to give them a chance...//
But I can't get used to this round-robbin' dance//

I think life changed worse when Philly passed away//
It was hard for me to get thru a passing day//
There was times where life meant nothing and I was ready to die//
Cuz my dry eyes made it harder for me to cry//
But he told me in a dream to continue to breathe//
And make sure that everyone see the greatness in me//
Begat unto a queen, knew that I was a prince//
Then I picked up a pen, and ain't put it down since//

So now I'm surrounded by poison... my mind's gone to s**t.//
I'm tired of this fake life and everyone in it...//
I'm not a kid, muthafuckas, cuz I don't know how to be//
Feels like I been a man since dad left us at three//
And I can't condone hatred, but my heart's so cold//
That I pray for a n***a to get gutsy and bold//
Just so I can make them fear this entity//
That was born in the dirt... his name's Quincy.//
Hustle crack, stay strapped, and always wear black//
Was born into that life but I refuse to be that//
Or hate him and f**k her... I swear to the grave...//
I don't need none of this s**t... I am no one's slave//
How can I say this... I'm living for my son//
But I'm really close to sprayin' at these niggaz with a gun//
Look around me and realize I'm the only one//
The road of being a nomad has just begun......//

thanks Game for the inspiration