Oreo

Psuedo African American The kings and queens of Mali Still linger in the back of My skull Ever since that overhaul I been savage like Pizarro fightin Incas Get yours by any means Especially to reach the Brink of Riches and euphoria Although it's all subjective The coined term for coins Has forever been the motive So the moment That you notice niggas' Nephews nicklin and dimin Just to keep from dyin A product of they environment Born into the jungle with No knowledge of the nature So we ate the poison berries And suffered from kidney failure The other dude lived longer Was able to seek shelter Till they mowed down his land And gave it off to a seller Seen boxes with brighter lights Than the classes he skipped Poor etiquette inherited from The rhetoric of his parents Who rode the wave of the 80s And shit Cause when they were young 3 jobs couldn't help momma Keep em legit Alcohol and sad songs The past is the reason why I'm scared to Pass it on The future keeps me up All night, all dawn The present just be showin Why we dont even belong Me and Cody don't really Get along like we could Probably cause it's more Dissonance than it really should Took a sip of frappuccino and thought "Damn this shit good" Made me wonder why it ain't no Starbucks in the hood Is it fear of the land that Was caused by ya forefathers? The ground shot lava And the man didn't even bother The gluttonous enjoy feedin Off the crabs in the barrel Waltzin to the music made By the niggas in peril I spoke with one of them He was tryin to match the code His pants saggin Lookin like a wolf in sheep Clothes I asked em why he sayin "Slatt" He said "Cause I'm slime" I asked em would he'd pull The trigger when it's drill time He looked at me said "Nigga, I don't ever lack I may look like Logic, but Deep in my heart My struggle's black" Is there truth to his foolishness? Why is it that hardships Be the negro exclusiveness Reminds me of the Alcohol and sad songs The past is the reason why I'm scared to Pass it on The future keeps me up All night, all dawn The present just be showin Why we dont even belong