Excuse me, can I grab your eyes and thoughts? As you gaze upon these poetic prayers of this silent village boy. Understand that his outside is sideways and flipped upside down all in one. Scream loudly if you can, but I guarantee the village boy has...
I'm built differently, they say it takes a village to raise a child, well I was raised in that village.
Snakes', raccoons, deers', and possums', I was made in that village.
Remember being a little boy trying to face the world, but was always in his feelings,
I tried to chase my dreams, but life had other plans. I'm reaching for different things, I'm not out of options, I'm shopping.
Keep it moving bob and weave that's the discipline, understand I'm born to lead at least that's what father said:
Born to struggle, bred to survive cause I'm destined to be great; I'm Sir Cooley the Urban Truth I'd be lying if I say I was unshakable.
Pop raising me behind break walls and bob wires and my momma raised me to stand on my name so imma be the man the one who stands at the top of his household like the bible says.
Tears of the righteousness kept me safe all these years, because the lord knows my pain, so imma keep on this journey that the tears have given me you shall know my name Urban Truth.
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