Silver Spoon

Sweater vest turtle neck Hold up let me mic check Mic check mic test Is anybody out there? There's somebody down here Calling out your name Searching for divinity and coping in chasing fame Honest thoughts inside my head I think but always tame Emotions made me heard at heart but cold is in the game They try to say you switched because you went and found a lane But life is real and so I feel that pain is in the name Growing up was taught a lot Grew up with that silver spoon I use that spoon to stir the pot Hold up someone hold my watch OGs in my city say I'm down to earth and talk a lot Double ones on Watkins Road, that's my favorite talking spot Family running with me wondered if I'm about to pop or not Friends and family in my city wondered if I'd drop or not Here's an answer to your question Room for no immune suggestions Losses I made my confessions Everybody calls them lessons My mind is heavy with drama eating dinner with my family ordered Three empanadas watch my momma feed my baby sister cheese and ricotta Then my sister grabbed my hand and said that we had a problem It was a sticky situation dog that's word to my momma A drunken man had rubbed her shoulder and we knew he was older It got me thinking about the word "rape" and masculine culture And what it means to be a woman when surrounded by vultures Who all aspire to a treasure chest with no fence Someone make it make sense No heart, soul dense Because you sold it for the moment Now you're deeper than the ocean Sinking left you floating Sold your soul for satisfaction temporary moments I might be talking off I might be talking out of turn and where I don't belong I only hope to use this gift to know right from wrong Words upon your favorite song, wisdom growing all along Poetry is living on