By: Shelby Davis-James
Can’t you see I’m trying?
That’s a shame
I am what some people considered a lame
But I’m just playing the game
I never chase the game, I became the pain
You see assholes trying to run our lives but never they succeed
The devil’s worshipers can even tell you they’re wrong
Escaping reality like contraband in the guard’s hand
Flamin’ hot Cheeto bustin’ our guts
Absentee fathers bustin’ their nuts
White men in suits walkin’ like they’re stuck
Baby crib full as hell
Stop being a damn fool about life
My mother struggled for a long ass time
Dealing with my sister’s fathers and mine.