Graduation Day

Once bought a tec with a body on it 
it took a life, I put a profit on it 
soldier of crooks and books 
threw some knowledge on it 
penning street topics 
graduated to drum loops and polyphonics 
pen and pad, watch me molly wop it 
getting high before the Bulls & SuperSonics 
live from game six 
after souls of friends lift to the abyss 
codes of streets switched 
in my world there was no Good Day blimp 
sick of death didn’t want to be next 
smoked out against the headrest 
reflect on the temptress, feeling neglect 
wondering if… 
the seed in her belly is mine or his? 
infatuation came and 
turned my life into graduation day 
looking to get paid 
now my daughter’s walking 
I start stocking my pockets 
with dough and logic from hydroponics 
no more nonsense, you fuck with mine 
you get to kiss the glock tip