POEM HELP THE NIGGA

Poem About the Nigga

It all started with a word

“Nigga”

Light Nigga, Dark Nigga, Faux Nigga. Real Nigga

Rich Nigga, Poor Nigga, House Nigga, Field Nigga

Still Nigga, Still Nigga

Nigga stands for

No-one Is gonna give anything

As in no-one is gonna help

Gonna stand behind or fight for us

We call ourselfs nigga because we know the truth

No-one is gonna give anything to us

This is most commonly found in songs

Songs that reach out and touch the soul

Like back when slaves sang songs of encouragement

And to keep on truckin

The ‘Man’ has given us a bottle of Negativity to wash away the pain

But like kanye said

“The plan was to drink until the pain over

But what’s worse the pain or the hangover”

Also said

“My 15 seconds are up but i got more to say

That’s enough Mr.west that’s enough today”

And to that i say

that’s the same stuff they tell every nigga

Everyday i see the ratio of space to nigga get bigga

And every nigga dream is to at least make a figura

Tricked into thinking we can only do that with some weed, some rage,

and some guns to pull the trigga

Now how you view the Nigga in front of you

Is totally up to you and there is nothing I can do

But Educate

Everyday a so called Nigga dies male or female doesn't matter

Everyday a Nigga says to themselves, “Fuck School” and dropout

Everyday a Nigga becomes a victim to a cop, or goes to jail, or even dies due to another Nigga

It’s sad

I just wanna say help

Help Nigga

Help The light nigga, the dark nigga, the faux nigga, the real nigga

Help the Rich nigga, the poor nigga, the house nigga, and the field nigga

Because we still Nigga

Until someone helps us

But till then

We Still Nigga

And No-One Is Gonna Give Anything

To a NIGGA