LYRIC FOR SALE

By Samba Gainde Diop

My mind is banging up and down like the elevators of the Empire State building on St Valentine night for like how crucial love is in the air on February 14.

Lies would be told and shown to both genders,one for the gain of materiel despite money being man's strongest weakness after pussy and health if in any other order you want.

That being a visual for you. My mind is really banging now for real,for all millions and millions of questions I have unanswered from why does everybody has to think he or she is better than the next man.

Why do we favor one race against another,why do kill in the name of GOD.

Well He has all the means to come down right here now from wherever He is and make things rights.

That's why my mind is banging tonight cause from the time one becomes conscious of the cycle of dark nights and brighter days alternate until death do us all.

For real for real unless you have it easy as a rich mama-boy,life is hard like a rock and can turn easily a saint into a whore,a real gangster into a faggot for lack of means.

Here we were yesterday,today and shall be here tomorrow too.