sexydeltagirl
04-27-06, 06:00 PM
You're much stronger than I give you credit for...
I thought the last time a huge opportunity passed you by...
You would quit...
Say that the white man is holding me down...
Why isn't it my turn yet..
But instead of placing blame you remained even more determined...
To mark your place in the sand....
Build your castle without fear of the coming tide....
Yes, you are wiser now...
No longer listening to your homies tell you...
Those days of fast money would last forever....
Are you...your own man now?
Your wit is much sharper less use of ebonics..
More pronounciation of vowels...
I'm no longer "girl" replaced with Miss...
The jeans no longer rest at the place where.....
Your buttocks end...
Your size is told to you by a tailor...
My, my have you grown...
When you sleep sometimes your eyes flicker..
I wonder if your past demons are trying to get you...
To turn back to the days of old and pretend you are a
Gangsta, putting no value on human life...
Two shots fired, one into your left arm one into your right...
So eventhough you didn't get that job....
It was their lost...
One day you will show them all...
They were only a memory on your journey..
To Coming of Age....
I thought the last time a huge opportunity passed you by...
You would quit...
Say that the white man is holding me down...
Why isn't it my turn yet..
But instead of placing blame you remained even more determined...
To mark your place in the sand....
Build your castle without fear of the coming tide....
Yes, you are wiser now...
No longer listening to your homies tell you...
Those days of fast money would last forever....
Are you...your own man now?
Your wit is much sharper less use of ebonics..
More pronounciation of vowels...
I'm no longer "girl" replaced with Miss...
The jeans no longer rest at the place where.....
Your buttocks end...
Your size is told to you by a tailor...
My, my have you grown...
When you sleep sometimes your eyes flicker..
I wonder if your past demons are trying to get you...
To turn back to the days of old and pretend you are a
Gangsta, putting no value on human life...
Two shots fired, one into your left arm one into your right...
So eventhough you didn't get that job....
It was their lost...
One day you will show them all...
They were only a memory on your journey..
To Coming of Age....