I think I'm Malcolm X; people listen, so there's a target on my chest. Maybe saying what's on my mind will end up hurting me....but am i gonna stop? Lupe said never apologize for being real...ever.
When I consider the implications, I can't wait until my assassination.
Can you really measure the character of a man with a restricted amount of letters and sentences... If you want to know me, I wear my heart on my sleeve; just read. My ego is my imaginary f riend, yes, BUT I give all glory and honor to God first and foremost, last as well as the most.
She comes up to me and says "Everything you say is so deep, sweet, and insightful," but what she fails to realize is that the reality I portray is much more than a mouthful, or eyeful, or handful, or whatever you want to call it. Trust and believe that its only a matter of time before the message I convey becomes too much to handle and then she's crying like, X, it's too much-I cant handle it! Cant you just be like everybody else for just a day.?
And I'm kinda perplexed, like what more can I really say though? You can't ask me to stop being me... Ignorance is bliss, so if you want happiness go hang with the cool kids. We call it bittersweet poetry cause it's a curse and a blessing. The truth is, this world sucks. Don't ask me to stop saying it though; regardless of what we believe, facts are facts young blood.
"SO MISUNDERSTOOD BUT WHATS THE WORLD WITHOUT ENIGMA"
You don't know me, (yet), so let me introduce myself: My name's Eh-Kees! My heart is in these words: Pay real close attention and you'll learn some things.
OK so here's the business... As I was coming up, YOU (and I mean EVERYBODY) gave me shit. I felt it was only right to make y'all eat them turds so I said what ever the FUCK I felt--(Who gives a damn when you know you're dope?) And that's why niggas say it was murder I wrote (for myself: suicide) but it's the only way I knew how to give my all. Its hard living, when you're place is the fly
on the wall--everybody always stunting on me; but shit I know I'm smarter than them all. I'ma lil cocky wit the arrogance aint i? If it made me seem like an asshole,, I've always been a firm believer that if the shoe fits, I'll wear it--so it is what it is. (I'm learning from the greatest asswhole everybody likes to ride that I don't have to be an asswhole myself, so Im shedding these clothes and going to Macy's tomorrow to buy some new ones. It's all a growing process--I'm only me! Everything I'm not makes me everything I am.)Forgive me God for my crass delivery but I remember vividly wat these cats did to me, So imagine me now letting fools nitpik at me.
EXCUSE MY FRENCH. EMOTIONS IN MY PASSION , AND I WEAR MY HEART ON MY SLEEVE LIKE IT'S THE NEW FASHION
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