he learned fast, after many years and identities
the fire of his motive will blind him to all the penalties.
Binds him to idle specialties; aquire money stealthily.
Doesn't bite morality, fuck it, he has a mouth to feed
His own devoured seed. A man, driven to shambles
tryna link his son to freedom through societies shackles
There's a hunger in his kid, so he's willing to mad steal,
and act real, past the starving vision he can't fill...
To reach his sky of dreams, he's gotta tell em put em up
Inspirirations in his child's eyes; he doesn't look enough.
Makes a crooked run, tryna put his on a straight path
So weigh the situation, who's the criminal this case...Class?
damn that whole section captivated me for some reason. you have a way of creating an image with the story so i enjoyed that. guess this wasnt about the main guy after all. interesting point of view too. nice read
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Judging from those pics and the state you're in I've concluded with the fact that the world needs more Bodeys.
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