Wednesday, August 23, 2006

Not so sure....

They say "Dude think he righteous"
I write just to free minds, from Stoney to Rikers
Amongst the lifeless, in a world crazy as Mike is
On my paper, whether its weed or Isis
They say "life is a game," so I play hard
Writin for my life cause I'm scared of a day job
They say "Sef kept the hood together"
I tell the young, "We can't play the hood forever"
Play my cards right, they say I went too left
They showed me strange love, like I was Mr. F
Played chess in this game of, pawns and knights
Now I claim "King" like Don, or Frank White
They say my life is comparable to Christ's
The way I sacrificed, and resurrected, twice
They say "The crochet pants and the sweater was wack"
Seen "The Corner", now they say "That nigga's back," uh...

--Common on "They Say" from his LP Be

They say the definition of insanity is doing the same thing repeatedly and expecting a different result. Well, I may qualify for a room in Bellevue. I find myself expecting people to do better when I really shouldn't . If I was a more rational man, I'd probably take people's past into account. But, I'm not necessarily a rational man. I'm a man that lives and brethes by emotions. Love is what wakes me up in the morning and makes me sleep at night. Love for self. Love for others. Not in the eros sense, but love in the more cerebral sense of the word.

I know I'm rambling but I have to. It's kinda of a way for me to release frustration. Stream of consciousness is the most pure stream there is. No backyard creek or sparkling spring can compare with the purity of a stream of consciousness. Hold on, I got a couple of questions for ya'll.

Why do poets hate on each other?
Why do we feel the need to put each other into categories?
Why do college aged, somewhat educated women feel the need to show their asses?
Why do grown ass, college aged men, who are somewhat educated as well feel the need to dress like kids?
Why is it when you tell somebody you can rap, some random nigga (yes I said nigga) comes around trying to battle?
Why is it when you begin to lyrically devour his ass, he wants to get all physical?
Why are all of the REAL women found buried deep in a flock of fake ones?
Why are all of the REAL fellas hiding their realness?
Why has "keep it real" become so commercial?
Why do so many naturally pessimistic people use "keeping it real" logic to spread their pessimism?
Why are there more brothers in jail than in college?
Why aren't we MOVING to do anything about it?
Why NEW ORLEANS!?!?!?!?!?
Why do rappers insist on making songs about nothing?
Why do major labels and distributors continue giving money to simple ass rappers?
Why do we buy the crap?
Why I KNOW YOU SEE IT?
Why does love hurt?
Why does love scorn?
Why 80's rock?
Why (really though) does everyone have a different definition of love?
Why does hip-hop have to be so boring right now?
Why am I lost?
Why don't I want to be in Auburn anymore?
Why do I want to go to law school DESPERATELY?
Why do I need to be challenged?
Why do I feel like Birmingham is SO where I need to be?
Why do.....I love? So Much?

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