Why do we complain
When our lives are lavish
& remains glamoured with fame
But in africa life isn't the same
Why do other men
Often call other men g*y
When in reality that's what they are
At the end of the day
Why do we 2 Church
But we kill & fight
And act obnocious
We never put god first
Why do we quinch are thirst
With the spell of the devil's blood
Evilness overcomes our love
Why do we call women b*****s
But when your mother is around
You give hugs & kisses
Why do we smoke weed
When it never helps us 2 Succeed
Indeed,
The darkness it precieves
Why do we use money
But we know sometimes
It makes the world do funny
& Crazy things
Why do the birds sing
So we can hear some piece
Somethin we need 2 keep in mind
Why some rappers
Waste their time
Writin Rhymes
About money, drugs, clothes & s*x
But i bet
On the other side of life
It will be more strife
Than rollin dice
We often stand
& Let life past
Make it last
Somethin it's worth
No need to curse
or brust your bubble
But if you don't believe this story
It can be deep 2 otherz
By: Indigo Black
basically i wrote this because i felt annoyed about so many i seen on the internet or in reality that i seen in my own eyes. but what are you comments.
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