• jobchola 6w

    By Job Chola

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    Drowning Mind

    All I want is to lock my hair, dreadlocks
    My favorite artists have them
    I want to look like them and move with the flow
    Mother is scared, I might have started doing weed
    My culture says that's just for the streets
    So I don't only because that style is damn expensive
    I guess my circle is broke before it breaks
    It makes sense to study my people before I dress up
    Or they will rap up my careers before I do
    And show me the exit, the back door
    Before I spark a light they already blow my candle
    And I am stuck in silence, my opinion drown.