BWBBat, bat
The bitch with the bat
Strike and attack
She run up from the back
Run fast! Real fast!
She stay on yo’ ass
Don’t mind lookin’ back
It won’t change none of that
She mad, Big mad
She charging yo’ ass
Done made my kid sad
Rage burning with gas
Smash, crash
Set flame to her path
She whopping that ass
When my peace is attacked
Peeped this, peeped that
She not gone ask
Just pulled up all black
When my mind on that track
It’s me, it’s her
It’s my fucking world
I’m protecting my brat
Called my bitch with a bat
I like your monster-mI’m on the hunt for the Holy Grail.
Don’t know what ‘enough’ is.
I’ll always chase my crown.
Put me on the path to success and
Watch me run that mutha’fucka’ down.
feels like Can you fear fearlessness?
Fearlessness feels like doing it anyways.
It feels like jumping in.
It feels like trying. Hard.
And failing a harder.
But fearlessness, to be honest,
Mostly feels like Life.
And imagine if I feared that?
-M
Tell me who you are.
Don’t let them play you.
They’re certainly trying.
When my Afro boards a plane,
My ancestor’s souls soar.
I love it when we’re high.
She deserves to see the world
from another perspective;
her own;
first hand;
live.
-M
4cEven at my lowest,I was soaring.He walked me over to the ledge,
to show me the view.
The horizon was so stunning. Breathtaking. I hardly noticed the hand on my back.
Free falling from his push. Damn.
I always thought I’d fight for my life in a situation like this.
But even in my plummet, my gaze was locked on the sunset.
I was silent. Rather,
Voiceless.
Airless.
Empty.
It all flew out of me. My sounds were stolen by gravity’s pull.
Couldn't scream if I wanted to.
Even as he told the crowd, I jumped. Even as he convinced them he only tried to save me.