I live in a society
Where being me
Is frowned upon
But they prod and the push
For me to emerge
But even if I did
They’d still find a loophole
Not to put the crown upon
Either way my “fuche” beckons
See
That was supposed to say
My future is calling
Due to the rhyme and the rhythm
I changed the words
To make it sound…
Fuck it
Here’s what I reckon
A few lessons
Brought to you by yours truly
Kevon
One
Be careful
Of the roads you step on
Two
Second
Careful of the people you meet along
The alley
Avenue
Third
Raison
Language
Language
The word’s “reason”
But because of the rhyme
Again
I take the liberty…
Fuck it
Because there are people
Who would have you
Change who you are
Have you undress-on
Because they didn’t like
Your appear-once
Or the way that it
Sounds
This leads to the fourth
Lesson
They will never like your
Aggression
Trying to convert you to chops
Take out the wolf
Worse if you were
Lions
Descendants of mythical beasts
Like dragons
Image-on
Again
The rhymes dictate…
“Mayne”
Fuck it
Why am I explaining myself
To a society
Where I’m frowned upon
That wants me to drown
Yo Trayvon
Pass me that hoodie you had on
Just mess-on
Play-on
It’s a joke
Don’t be so sensitive
Like the Bradys
Getting your Giseles
In a bunch
And…
That’ll be one of the few things
I say on the topic
Alright children
Run along
Go on
Hold on
One more thing
The world will throw her panties at you
Even the one she has on
When you have a good lady
So
Lesson
Get a good Woman
Because Earth
Without a Queen
Is hard for a King
To live on
Carry her on your shoulders
Show the world you have everything
And she’ll always want to get on
The world will give you nothing
If you have nothing
She calls it
Lack of progression
Lesson