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Soon You'll Understand...Featuring "Tha Poetic Son"
"Tha Poet"
Right now you don't know-But soon you'll understand,
Why I am who I am-Why I've become this man.
You'll see the things that I write-Is a picture of my life,
This is what it's like-Bad days and worse nights.
Nothing in sight-To keep me going,
Waking up and not knowing-Where my life was going.
I couldn't look to the future-I didn't know if I'd make it,
Or if I could take it-So everyday I'd fake it.
I'd put that smile on my face-It made things worse,
Even smiling would hurt-This is who I am,
Right now you don't know-But soon you'll understand.
A life of imprisonment-Locked up inside,
Living with bitterness-Everyday I would cry.
And everday I would lie-As I'd sit there and hide.
What I was really feeling-The world couldn't know,
So I refused to show-And my mind refused to grow.
I stayed stuck where I was-An anger filled kid,
I hated everything-Fuck the world I said.
No way to release it-I kept it within,
Then one day I decided to pick up a pen.
The gift was discovered-This is who I am,
Right now you don't know-But soon you'll understand.
It was like magic-The words would just flow,
Not much thought into it-Never thought I'd do it.
Writing these words-Somehow became my shelter,
Kept me from the world-I could escape my hell for,
Just a few minutes-It all gets so clear,
Vision becomes perfect-And no one is near.
I fill poetry with pain-I express my rage,
Show my hurt-For having to live this way.
So much more suffering-And such a long ways,
But this is who I am-Before you didn't know,
But maybe now you understand
"Tha Poetic Son"
Soon you'll understand - How I became this man
Breed by the hood - So on that block I stood
Retailing dope - Epitomizing no good
I retrace back - To when my hands clinched crack
That soon grew to bundles - Getting 3/4s back
Been thru sticking situations - So that gat got pulled
Brothers fighting brothers - The inner city dueled
Running threw my body - Be the most hazardous fuel
My souls crying
As I spill words - Into this poetry pool
Apologizing to my mother - For playing the fool
Stubborn and hard headed - I decided to skip school
Raised with goals and dreams - Yet the older I got
The more I developed money schemes
In hot pursuit - Of that so-called American dream
I became an addict - A fein for cream
What ever it takes - By any means necessary
I had to flip - My dogs need doe for commissary
Im catching flack - For being this man?
Keep reading... Soon you'll understand
I seen the worst hate - On every date
Since about 95
Contrary to opinion... Thugs do cry
Whether it be - Our soul or our eyes
We try to weather the storm
Living in a land - That make us feel torn
Looked at with disgust - Like we asked to be born
When one of our soldiers fall - We're the only ones to mourn
Society doesn't care - When a street cat dies
Its all about taxes - And how to make them rise
So I do what I do - Ive done what I did
My life's been hard - Since a snot nose kid
I fathered myself - From a boy to a man
Now... Do you understand?
