The Brown flower and Ghetto Bee

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life

I am a brown skinned flower that got hipped on game by a ghetto bee some time ago. I am deep rooted in attributes that leave skid marks like light years and a thousand stars. I am rebirthed from the after birth of 12 tribes & 7 sins. My lifetime is a Cliff note of notebooks that hold my center . I break gas & break fast like taking ritual milk baths in Gods placenta while eating breakfast with Peter & 6 others who cant be trusted. I came out early because well…overall tight spaces just tend to bore me. Don’t get it twisted, understand i still am that ghetto girl. Most men want some & most men will never find one, more or less never confined in one such as authentic & spiritually divine as i. So supreme look at the the way the sun beams on my carmel complexed skin, oh yes! Look at the way the moon runs cycles around me; glowing equally bringing me nothing but love, harmony & prosperity….. You most likely can find me on my down time giving birth to 6 roses & 7 sistas with locs, afros & cornrows... i am that & still I am that ghetto girl! Don’t sell me a white washed prophecy because i know all too well how to break em off real easy! spiritually i can teach you the way & let you know that theres a living God inside of me who will ride for me, and nah homie aint ever died for me! Its a natural cause when the spirit calls; From the poets, the herbalists, the teachers, the madams, the jezebels, the liars, thieves, murderers,  builders, warriors… need I say more? There are Wise Elders all in my DNA…back up & dont test me cuz i am a living protege so best believe i got time today. I will rip right through your monopoly with a hollow tip righteously centered in the middle core of yo dome ???? hmm..now thats what i call a well written biography. I try not to be problematic but when i get to writing like this, i bear open wounds like im in the present stance of stigmatic circumstances. Hold up tho! this aint what it is & no its never what it was. i aint neva been catholic or with none of that white mans bull, my gifts would & could never be associated with them klans; although; i did once claim baptist but that was in my younger years when i lived by my grannies oldskool ways. I had to unlearn & relearn. I now have a deeper understanding from the soil im rooted from. residual ancestry from many nations, as above and below. I am Highly favored to deliver on what & who I’ll later become. you should know im royalty! Just listen to them words & the language I speak in. Yeah this is me, ill say it again…I’m Not Your Average & this is why the call me (Nya). I suggest you fill up on your fruits & vegetables, you’ll need more vitamins to either build up or war up with my kind of intellectuals. Understand this here: Knowledge changes minds but wisdom is what changes lives. I carry the keys of both & understand the balance to be equally yoked. its better to Learn to enjoy the journey in between & remember…I am that brown skinned flower that got hipped to some game by a ghetto bee long ago.