Yeah…………..
You know, they call me a pimp, and you know what that mean
I'm a Person that's Making Profit. See I pimp internationally
I'm nationally recognized, locally accepted
I pimp with the truth, that's the only method


Seen her on Madison where “bangaz” be Travelin
And Chevy windows be rattlin
and badder than any other broads that I've seen in these parts
Her body language spoke like a smart remark, eyebrows arched
Thick lips, blond wig, nice tits, ass the size that I dig
Asked her the name, one way to approach her
See she had game, she needed me to coach her
Expose her to some paper, freedom and culture
The way a righteous pimp is supposed to

As she came closer in her eyes I seen fortune
I ain't having it like abortion
I’m walking with this stick holding this tip

It was cold as shit, she’s waitin on my ride
Acted like she didn't see me, she tried


Motion denied
I felt the vibe like Roy Ayers
She was used to seeing pimps in furs and gators
Told her I'm an innovator, a gentlemen of leisure
That's in tuned with nature, hold Cee’s hand
I'm a take you to a pimps promise land
Where no man can break ya, break ya, break ya

Harvest time in an election year
League of legal lies litigating fear
Processed political peer pressure programs the volunteer
Prison camp indoctrination makes it's premiere

Psychological nit-picking produces thought reform
Cult-like recruitment, the phenomenal brainstorm
Bureaucratic mind, designed attitudes to conform
Regulated, gun to yo head mentality, the norm

Rape a mind, pick a weapon of control
Systematic extermination of free thought
The civilian death toll

Pick, The pledge of allegiance to human rights, Rationality
Life, liberty, justice, equality for all, the only, Nationality
Pick, The declaration of all human beings are born and
Ordained free
Citizens of the world…not a detainee

Harvest time to reassign the mind

Misconception, stolen election
Political orientation the miseducation
Regulated participation, social sublimation
Pathological prevarication proclamation

It takes an act of congress to define a word
not voting this time……………

ABSURD!

I step out on the block to face the sun
Greet the people in the village that raised my son
As far as days go this look like an amazing one
I feel more normal in the summer the same as the Yankees won
It's like of course, what you expect less
The night about to kick off, folks is out in their best dress
Pimps and whores rising on the horizon
Ballers coppin more diamonds
Watch the ferrion looking towards Zion
What's embedded in the hardest head
It's the epic lie to me and debt to a
Country that gives us no credit
So cats stealin money cash hoes 'cause
That's what's expected
What's the bill when the original architect is kinetic
Mummies return, so dummies can learn
Just how much Hollywood got to burn
Of our money that's hard-earned
But that really ain't my concern
As I walk the block
When the sun goes down it starts to get hot

Magnetic like refrigerator poetry
Attract imimators who wanna flow like me
You know it's me, floating free
Through the ghetto were the people supposedly
Ain't trying to show no love openly
Trying to build a bridge so we can stay the course
Hi-Tek lay the track for the train of thought to run across
Come across places were faces got tracks of tears
'cause the human race been runnin up on they backs for years
Yeah, but they don't break
They keep it movin like when I travel the land
And peep how other people do it
How other people go through it

Maybe that’s why im so FLUID…………

Visions of chasing a hopeless aspiration
Because of the American dream exaggeration
Based upon materialistic infatuation
Self-conscious classification
Abomination and incarceration
Leaves us trapped like a dove caged in
Time to wake up and see what this nation is facing
Greed is a drug and we are all basing
But we can't see
Because we are too busy racing
Chasing
A hopeless aspiration
Flashy cars with rims that keep spinning
Men marrying men women marrying women
Envy hate and cussing
Money drugs and lusting white collars hustling
Corruption
Headed straight for self-destruction
But we can't see
Because we are too busy racing
Chasing
A hopeless aspiration
Fighting a war for self-purpose
Family members crying feeling so worthless
Kid with a gun feeling like he has no purpose
Time to scratch beneath the surface
Wake up
And start repenting
Give God your full attention
Men father your children
And women stop the abortion
Husbands and wives stay together
And please stop divorcing
Notice the paths that you are choosing
Because it will be your children that are losing
When the father is not around
And the mother is never home
That's when kids begin to call the streets their home
Because that attention becomes embracing
Now they are stuck into chasing a hopeless aspiration
WAKE UP
My brother
My sister
Its not too late to come together
Because honoring God no matter the weather
And believing in Christ Jesus
Equals forever
So wake up
And stop chasing
A hopeless aspiration