Metaphorically Speaking
Chains! Chains, Chains.
All these chains seen seem to hold a brotha down.
Change, I haven’t seen no change since I been around.
Since I came about; everyone’s doing the same things they used to.
The same things they’re used too&
These same chains haven’t changed since slavery produced you&
Me, from the boat
now it’s justified as bling bling blingy.
These same chains will always be linked to represent me.
But I’m not speaking for me.
I’m speaking to the group of men & women who exploit us.
If I’m speaking for myself to the people then I’m choosing to explore me.
I’m against all these chains fighting each day for the brave ones;Who attempts to constitute change?
Each generation seemingly gets worse, but everything’s not as it seems…
I’m ready to break free!
Get these god damn chains off me!
I realized it hearing Kanye West speak, but I’ve felt this since I started praying facing east. Head bowed representing peace.Hands entwined together calming the beast;
hands down if I ever get assaulted again or insulted by those who claim to be
Serving & Protecting, I will choose force&
Release,
all that’s entrapped inside;
by any means necessary to defeat what will be lying ahead of me…

Forced to defeat what lays around the head,
metaphorically,
these chains around the neck?
Appearing to lead us all to change & prosperity...
Even though that road always ends up brokenI’m going to continue to break away from the path that the majorities have chosen…
For this is my moment of clarity&
For now the chain is broken.
Fuego
"You control change"



















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