U can't run or hide, but why'm I glorified only after I've died, seems like a wasted life, that ain't fair or right, is that the gay white plight, isn't black the absence of light, in hip hop I gotta bark and bite, add a dab of spice to my tiny slice, while both races still won't unite nor get tight, we all must fight together with might, for the future to really be bright, I hope my legacy is to always spark and reignite, since love's colorlessness gives lifts with angelic wings for flight, to new levels/existential heights, so even any ignorance gains insight, despite humanity's gripes slights or spite, we gonna rise as sure as another day turns to night!
Peace and 1,
Joe Conscious
1/29/23
Joe Conscious
1/29/23
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