Easter 16

On a mission to be like anyone but the nigga they say is my dad
Funny how niggas grow up to be just like the one nigga they never had
Always about my Father’s business fighting all my demons
The duties of a God minus the skeletons and sins
Claiming the blood minus the biology and DNA
The excpetion to the curses and system that said I should be a certain way
No shade to the brothers playing with snow bunnies behind closed doors
Pro blacks by day and pro funnies by night but the last laugh isn’t yours
As for me, I opted out of running through hoes when I had to watch one take a plan B
Something about these IG girls being a mom scares me
I’d rather give this white cold world some black ether
Rise from the systematic tomb of oppression and tell em Happy Easter