A poem I wrote... I want happiness and bliss...Like the feeling of my lips after a passionate kiss..Dream of my lady who I happen to miss..Forget the glamour and glitz and the camera tricks...My life is filmed footage of amateur clips...I keep it real...Forget receivng a deal, I want to donate my money to children not even receiving a meal....Kids in Africa are starvin while white kids look like Cartman..and selling drugs is the only option to solve problems in Harlem..In the circle of life, lions hunt for wilderbeast...Just like the sickest priest can molest kids and make claims to inner peace...When will it end? All the sufferin...I'll get you medicine like excedrin and two bags of bufferin....I stay in my slumber...In this deep sleep called life and wait til God calls my number..Why do we drink water for our thirst and food to stop our hunger..Im not geting younger...We closer each second to death why prolong it any longer?...I dance to the beat of a different drummer...Winter makes me depressed, so I wait til when its summer...Laying in a hammock to feel the comfort of a lover...I dont know you, but I'll love you like a brother...We care for one another, I miss hugging my mother..