posted August 05, 2015 01:23 PM            

Lots of troubles here in the city
Everybody has too much to say
Money, food, water and trash
Sometimes it’s painful and sometimes it’s like a rash

Well I can tell what our problem is
But you have to speak it too
Silence have been the ruler for too many years
Somebody must speak what we have to do

A fellow's now tweeting
Their latest piece of thought
If we were bold and tried to fight
So many things could have been done

What’s hope for you mama
It’s a feeling or it’s a choice?
Can be touched or can be spoken?
Well hope is there for us to share

Well I believe in change baby
And in a better future, maybe
But no one can make it alone
Let’s work together and make freedoms songs, yeah

Oh, heart problems, well I can’t help it
I have em every time since I was born
The frailty and vulnerability to express it
Well mama, I just fear to be scorned

Well, another politician speaks
And the media made him a name
He’s laughing at you while he makes his crime
He knows he won the martial game

posted August 05, 2015 11:15 PM            

I make songs but right now they don't come out easily to me, I write to keep myself on check.