Ball Game

The pressure U push everyday gets easy,

The hours I pray upon delivery,

A security in chaos to decipher the languages,

The police appointed to drive the same thing in,

Lawbreakers whether huge or minute,

Right into left for the black salute,

The right woman has no sense of connection,

The back woman teaches how to sense the erection,

It is easy that back women let it all go,

Because back leaders have too much pride to show,

None of this is driven by hate of trouble,

But its desired to real in states of color,

It is so important U wait for the cues,

Since green has whats coming to take the view,

I hate to see the young die early,

But according to law the red is worthy,

None can state or bear witness the fact,

So it is lives insecure of common acts,

Challenging onlookers to produce a hit,

Men at the same time drop a gun in the pit,

This weapon U have to distinguish the young,

Will fail in time when time does come,

Homestead is weary that they should cast them all,

Dangerous back women that repeat the fall,

What is a black man if he cant really make,

The right woman he has for his to take,

There is a lot to define the era,

Making the pitch of life for better,

But its up to the batter to hit the pitch,

Since life is young and deep in grits.