Gone

2pac is gone,

Brenda is having another baby,

Biggie catches bullets,

Puffy cashes checks,

The claiming that he’s violent,

The boy stood for something,

I was just trying to feed my daughter,

The man lived for something,

Once friends,

Now enemies,

White Industry gets rich off of,

Negro regional rivalry,

We are dummies,

Claiming a region,
But we own no property,

We are dummies,

Spitting vengeances of self-hate seeds,

ARE planted into the fertile minds of our babies,

From the seed grows,

Children who can careless,

From the seeds grows

They  can give a damn about their community,

They rather kill each other all day,

Music,

They rather smoke weed all day,

Rap,

Drink all day,

While celebrating and praising  generational poverty,

Father/Baller makes a  phone call from jail,

Please put some money on my books,

Can you feel me,

Baby mother responds,

Who the hell is this,

Better yet,

Who have we become,

Malcolm stood for something,

King stood for something,

Your nobody until somebody kill you,

Both of their mothers

Shed so many tears,

Gone!!!