Escape
1 min readAug 18, 2020
Black girl rising
Palms on palm oil
Mentality on god conscious
I’m leaning on ancestors
I’m focused on freelancing
Want to tell my children
I don’t work
I create
The difference is that i’m on my own time
Won’t speak so they can read in between the lines
love yours not mine
feel like i’ve chosen a path many can’t step to
Don’t put me on pedestals
Black girl rising
won’t roll my bud with swishers only raw hemp
Can’t believe these lame white folks voted for Kemp
Feel like i’ve listened for too long
I’m not done talking let me finish
East Africa to East Atlanta i’m leaving my mark like hydrangeas in the fall
God rang so I took the call