Zeke是poem (IA Mt和one)

Boom then crash, the shattering of glass
I dive to the floor, busting my ass
The hell was that
Was all that I say
Then I see the pool of blood
Then I see my mom shes dead
No emotion in the commotion
I wasnt even sad, even when I learned the bullet was meant for my dad
Vietnam made pops crazy he was already half-dead
So why couldnt thatd be him that got shot in the head?
All the news that fits the print
Mommas death went unreported not a whiff or word or hint
They dont care about us niggers is how my pops explained it
But I didnt know I was a ***** till my dad proclaimed it
Six months later my pops is dead too
Drug-related shots fired his skin turned cold blue
On the news that night the Presidents wife got a new hair-do
The news guy said 'I like it how about you?'
No word about my pops in the Post or on CBS, why was that you ask?
Take a ******* guess
And yeah why is that, thats what politicians should be asking
But who got time for questions when you all skiing up on Aspen?
Broads get gunshots to the head and all yall serving us is Asprin
My momma so lovely shed have made your head spin
Level the playing field and yall will see wholl really win
And yeah I got anger
But I dont let it take me down, my momma taught me better
And she holds me up when I fall down
Rest in peace moms, dont worry about your son
Some day Ill make you proud because yeah I am the one