dormroom freeflow

suck that shit up and get back to work foo

push away the feelings even though it's hurtful

claiming to be something you're not

bitch take a look at tha clock

then look in the mirror

i see so much clearer

the only thing stopping me is myself

…i'm tryna create the wealth

one look in my eyes

i see my demise

i'm doin this shit to myself,

take a step back

i stop in my tracks

and think of the days

and all of the ways

i've tried to escape

this feeling I’ve felt

of inadequacy

whos laughing at me

my minds going numb

there's nowhere to run

this pain is my destruction

forget how to function

then i close my eyes

feel the fear begin to subside

there's no need to hide

take the pain that's inside

you know what to do

im counting on you

poetry or rap,

my way of fighting back

systems of oppression

make you feel like you're less than

it's not only me

whos never truly free

taught how to overcome

all the damage that was done

by writing for the white man

begging for a dollar

tryna help them see

this pain inside of me

begging for the opportunity to obtain a degree

left behind my family

out of touch with reality

the pressure was not just put on by me

hoping you can finally see

how that little piece of paper helps set you free

free from myself

distribute the wealth

knowledge is power

i'm here to devour

all that i can

take a look at the man

standing in front of me

the trauma that we cannot see

the pain I hold deep inside of me

the fight of many

the heart of one

the strength of all that I have become