"No Name"

 I know y’all tryna figure me out, but you can’t

Fools try to take my heart but they ain’t

Come to me for the gospel, but I’m no saint

Yet mad I speak no sex ‘cause I show restraint

But when I pick up the brush & I try to paint

HD pictures, your image of me seems to faint

Faint memories when triggered can reveal vivid moments

Don’t like unwanted trips so, like bad man, I stone it

Mary Jane always contains that component

To gain cosmic reach so, like E.T., I phone it.

Backwoods & Badu lit my first hit

Halfway mark, iTunes battle, Frank Ocean “Lost”….that’s my s**t

S**t’s never too far away from the bull

I be laughing too hard at the s**t y’all be try to pull

Put the fork down homie, I know you’re full

These hype beast & con-artist make neon seem dull

Empty promises you tell, yet you can’t pull the wool

Over my eyes, when I’ve yet to touch my 40 acres & a mule

So I’m supposed to sit here singing the same sad chorus?

About flip flop n****s on roads with no compass

Try to help them see the third degree but my eye you tarnish

& when you try to help our kings & queens flourish

Nothing seems to get through but b***h & an iron fist

Then try to tell me get off my island, when they still dry land tourist

I try not to point fingers ‘cause I know three point back

I try to help the best way I can, though I don’t got it like that

But when you’re too nice your soul they hack

Give ‘em an inch, they take a mile, so as they run, I pack.

Ain’t got time for the foolishness, my heart ain’t no hackie sack

Use them feet for better use since you wanna act below the crack

You wonder why I don’t open up, why I don’t let you see

The woman behind the smile always plastered on me

Behind this cold n***a exterior, a sweetheart is she

Gain my strength from the almighty, a power couple are we

I sip tea as I have conversations with He

& He warns me that these wolves aren’t the sheep they pretend to be

When they find out your name, the last one they slander

So wash your hands with peace of mind before you try to hand her

Or him a piece of advice Mother Goose, you’re good for the gander

Stay away from hot pots; never let them pluck your last feather

Stand tall black goddess, storms you always weather

Then stare in the mirror at someone who will love you forever 

I know y’all tryna figure me out….maybe one day you will

You’ll learn I see sun when rain flows down my windowsill

I cope with open wounds in ways no one can deal

So I can spread my knowledge & my power to heal

I’ll gladly extend hand, there’s no need to steal

I just hope that one day….you’ll understand how I feel.

B`ut ‘til then…

 I remain .... no name.