“Backshots/Split” Up late at night, Thinking of you, How I was swimming in you, Side strokes, grabbing your tits, As you yell, fuck me more, That I gave, I’m giving you this big cock, Like the clock on flava flav, Yea boiiiiii, it’s that serious, Turned you on your stomach, Face down, ass up, backshots, How I like it, point, blank, period. Delirious, is how I’m feeling, Smacking ...
If you can control a man's thinking you do not have to worry about his action. When you determine what a man shall think you do not have to concern yourself about what he will do. If you make a man feel that he is inferior, you do not have to compel him to accept ...
The wounded child inside many males is a boy who, when he first spoke his truths, was silenced by paternal sadism, by a patriarchal world that did not want him to claim his true feelings. The wounded child inside many females is a girl who was taught from early childhood that she must become something ...
There is plenty wrong with Negroes. They have no society. They’re robots, automations. No minds of their own. I hate to say that about us, but it’s the truth. They are a black body with a white brain. Like the monster Frankenstein. The top part is your bourgeois Negro. He’s your integrator. He’s not interested ...
Sometimes you gotta move on From toxic people, Or a toxic environment Nothing personal, But I’m Learning too, That I’m the earth too, I’m the planets too, Along with the Stars too, I’m in a direction Where my spirit navigated too, And when it’s all said it done I hope you, figured you out too, That’s where it starts at, That’s where it ends at, Toxic people and environments I just ...
The Second Amendment states: “A well regulated Militia, being necessary to the security of a free State, the right of the people to keep and bear Arms, shall not be infringed.” Why was the term “free State” used, rather than “free Nation” or “free Country”? Actually, the term “free Country” appeared in the original version of ...
Cultivating inner peace, deep stillness and causeless joy is by choosing to step out of the field of time into the timeless ‘Now.
B.T.Y. is not directed in the way that it sounds. B.T.Y. is for people who judge a book by its cover, for those who won't give us a chance, for those who say we can't do this or do that, for those who think of us as a "statistic"... We are all Better Than You and will be Better Than You...I speak for all those who can relate to B.T.Y. (Click Here to Read More)
