picket fence

i was up and out my mothers house at 17

been a grown ass married man ever since

family reunions

i'm talked about but never seen

cause i learned that some of them can be your nemesis

got a lot of scars on me

i'll now tell you the stories

if

you promise not to take offense

homie

sit back then

hand bring the beat in

i'll try to find a place that starts to make sense now

the first time i was pushed out blind

cold and naked

spanked on the ass to breathe

an immigrant from heaven on earth with a word piece

i announce my self with gasps and screams

before black and white supremacy

heighted my innocence

i was living out life behind the picket fence

happy go lucky scared of no one

with the only exception

i'm allergic to the sun

didn't know i had a image that a camera couldn't capture

100% on mars manufacture

but then came the laughter

and outside i'm battered

picket fence shattered

i saw my self as bastard tagalong

harassed and spat upon

by the children of slave masters who passed it on

the saddest songs been sung at the hands of who i call the race from hell

its a disgrace from hell

fell face first in the self hate

burst into tears when i hear my own hellish name cursed

if i seem timid

its only because every mirror that i saw back then had the

earths ugliest human being in it

and with that said

they would kick me till they got tired or i act dead

and i

have to tell ya'll that the obvious part

that i always feel free when i'm talking to god

alone on the playground

friday afternoon

and the

old sister who hums gospel toons

i saw her notice getting closer

she approached me and put a knowing hand on my shoulder

and booked my feelings

cause she looked at me in a way that adults very seldom look at children

and with the wisdom only earned by years

she read my thoughts and she welled up with tears and said

you look the way you do because you're special