That Speak On It Aroma
• Written by blackmanTondux
Some say my dreams are delusional but as I sit here , knowing that
its only a matter of time before we get confound to a wheel chair
and our arm strength will carry us, who cares if that fine girl doesnt marry us
. too me fat asses are Hillarious, I want mine to be a mean lean green
like the asses that I've seen eating asparagus.
Are there collard greens in Marriages ? Or are they all just Turnip greens
I don't turn up things , Its gas and I don't want these asses to burn up things.
I'll Fast. I dont want these masses to to be too concerned wit Kings..
I have a dream speech, cause aint no forks at that table
that all races can sit and eat at. We're too divided but yall cant see dat
Guess Vegetables like fruit, I'm steady asking..Where the meat at ?
before I ask them, where my seat At ? Plus theres nothing but kids
at the table, Where the fuck Am I gonna eat at ? If we all gonna say our grace
where the heck we gonna meet at. Your church or mine ?
hopefully yours, cause mine take too much time to dine.
How righteous do I have to get to get whats rightfully mine.
Im climbing Jacobs ladder carrying some of paula dean and Martha stewart
cake badder. I reached the clouds when my plate shatters
hearing the screams of inner city corruption which goverments consider, State matters
but I'm allmost inside the pearly Gates so its great that they create platters
I got my Patti Labelle pies wrapped in aluminum foil
I tried sitting at that table of peace until my temperature boiled
They talked about oil until my meatloaf spoiled
listen, I have that same dream as Dr. King but lets discuss this soil
Wheres my 40 acres and mule, Pass the buscuits.
Im from Fl..when Yall gonna count all the votes in my district ?
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blackmanTondux
Member since March 3 2015