We want to be
in control we want
some laws changed we want
two scoops of meat
at the salad bar & thicker
mats & boxer briefs instead
of tightie-whities we want
chicken wings & longer phone calls
& more… more is better we want
Happiness not violence & we want
bullying to stop we want REAL
justice & freedom so these D.O.s can
stop making us feel like
full-time criminals we want
the judge to give more chances
so we can get outta here
& run wild & free we want
to breathe fresh air & stop the hate
& see our families we want
to do what we want.
I want to be free.
I want a secret entrance
to court, because downtown
they be looking at me
like an animal.
I want less instant potatoes.
I want fruit juice not fruit drink.
I want commissary,
but I’ll get that when I go to the pen.
I want a better attorney–
I want to be stress free.
I want them ta free my bros.
I want to bring cuz back.
We want more
and longer phone calls.
We want thicker mats.
We want to do
what we want.
I want to succeed in life for my family’s sake, and for my own good.
I hustle to survive, for I am a survivor in the hood.
I box to release my anger in a civilized way.
I want millions of women in my life every day.
I eat food to fulfill the emptiness, and because I am hungry,
and also because all this money is on me.
I want worry to blow away like a
leaf in the wind and never return.
I want to eat my own food, wear my own
clothes and get in my own shower.
I want to swim in a deep pool.
I want to drown in money.
I want money.
I want to buy everything in the mall.
I want to catch him on the block
and stain his teeth.
I want to take the burdens of life and
cast them into the lake of fire.
I want to take the burdens of life
and cast them into the lake of fire.
I want to stomp on our judicial
system for locking up our youth.
I want to fly over distractions and
soar into my goals in life.
I want to be the sun in the sky
like the stars in disguise.
I want to hustle from the streets.
I want millions of women
in my life, every day.
I want a talking bird to
I want to clap my hands
and move and dance.
I want to feel love like
a love story gone bad.
I want to fly somewhere
where they won’t shoot me down.