1st 3

Expensive
I’ve yet to cut off an appendage
For I’m young, naïve, inoffensive
Tragedy is no friend to me
So my art probley’ won’t
Be expensive


White Boys
White boys we dream of the struggle
Dream to be one of the rebels
But the same skin as us
Is the first to discuss
Who takes the shot
To make sure that they stop
“That nigger making all of the trouble”

Difference
Differences I have made little
Fill my mind with mental riddles
And watch the world go by