Listening to The Game's new mixtape "Purp & Patron" motivated me to write this poem. Especially listening to the track called "The Kill" was the main reason I started writing this at 2 in the morning. If you are a fan of hip hop...go listen to this legendary mixtape from the King of Cali. (Link after the poem)
But here's the poem.
Put down the drink and put away the auto.
It’s the thought in your mind talking to you for a second.
Take the bullets out the chamber and look clear.
You’re creative mind is the primary weapon.
Instead of following the swarm, become the leader.
Make your own path, don’t act like a fake Bieber.
All dreams can become reality with a brain that ticks,
Don’t become the one that’s easily tricked.
Opportunities varied and some won’t even stop for you.
That doesn’t mean a drive-by is what should do.
Taking that gun and going POW POW!
Won’t make your peers and community say WOW.
Well maybe it will but for the wrong reasons,
They will despise you and lock you up for 20 seasons.
You’re pissed and delete my Facebook and Twitter.
So be it…I won’t cry over that P.O.S. neither.
People are in different situations, some got it easier than others.
Anyone can become the next MLK, Jay-Z, or Diesel.
They used brain power and struggled to the top.
Of course it wasn’t pretty but they never fully flopped.
Hustle is a part of life, don’t look at life from the view of Patron.
If you continue down that path, you’ll leave this rock alone.
Put down the blunt and don’t ask for my light.
I’ve thrown my out to the demons of the night.
They’re waiting for their next meal and that means you.
Sitting here wailing over what you can’t do.
As long as your breathing and have a bloody pulse,
Life ain’t over and you should be on step 2.
What will you do with your mind now?
Instead of counting drugs, sad, and body bags.
Turning that to love, fun, and green.
Making dreams and living like you never had.
People want to be in your shoes.
They wished they had a second chance.
It was too late for them, they’re six feet deep.
Wishing they were here with these words I speak.
If you never heard my mouth, you should listen now.
I don’t have answers like what, when, why, and how.
This ain’t soul searching talk, this is common sense.
Use your mind instead of waiting at the fence.
Life come and goes, but remembrance is forever.
Will you be one of those trend setters?
One of the ones that moved the bar up?
Or one that fell and stayed in the muck.
Purp & Patron: The Hangover Mixtape
