BLOOD ON MY SUEDE GRASSHOPPERS

Mdali ngenelela mawungekh' ayikh' inzuza Sthemb' uzos'khusela yiz' umuntu enamaphutha Got a capitalistic fetish and we glorifying ruggas Asinasfuba so they quick to study our maneuvers No white interviewers, distorted Is how they view us Heard a KAFFIR Godly so they went and plant a Judas is his clique Funny how he fits, khaxa Wath' uzobhubha nathi, kodwa izenzo ziwumbaxa Impilo ibimuka nam' kungaka gamanxi noNdasa Day to day grieving kwi'njabulo ngiyithwasa Nghlushwa naw' ub'thongo ijongo l'nqunyel' ukyo fasa Cause the zaza, really got me ducking people ngamazaza, hlakaz amakhaza Nakhu' senglambatha Bhungu lino'kwata sengiy'sgqila sama kwata Aksahlafuneki, ngathi nglume ngamawala Phoenix feathers on a birdcage Verbatim verses from God’s tongue to a blank page I kept faith, my etiquette accurate, never bought face Melanated, chocolate Wrote it in Ebonics Said it all in confidence to God The black women’s godly body fed to pigs Rigor mortis spirit, Winnie’s body couldn’t find it peace Televise the trauma, all reminders of reality Bureaucratic parody The rainbow nation fickle, all illusions for the pot of gold Economic struggles had my momma trading cash for gold Playing Gospel gold on Sunday Evenings Receiving & retrieving Prayed it back we lost it all before Put your faith in friends, Mzekeke, balaclavas kaffirs go to war For everything of ours, had to leave all in hands of God We trusted promises In Auckland Park with Maverick, cooking classics on an empty stomach For anybody call it "overnight success", them allegations slapped across the face I need to cop some alligator skin to hold my momma purse, (hold my momma purse) Wake up early morning bless to Jah for each day Shouts the mic for each take Really that's my escape Things change, feelings fade People moving different ways Different phases Different places Feel the pressure where your brain is Unlearning information as I age I'm at my grandma place lighting sage Engaging with my ancestors When I got em' no one can trespass us Traditional handcrafted, material mad sacred Delivering scriptures, a rhyme reverend All this overthinking still I make the wrong decision Losing direction, I just feel like my soul glitching Got no filter, I just fish tale spliff it.