Everyday I wake up I have to wait to be released
Roll over and be patient Till my bunkie get done wit his morning ritual pee Just so I can brush my teeth Or vice versa He gottah wait on me I hear yall out there losin it Talkin and walkin in circles Well we been doin dat Except for we got uniforms tryin to get us to perform tricks Like jumpin through hoops and over hurdles Everybody comparin vices in a crisis We do that too with even less we can do And they keep up-in the prices People on Social Media having problems with Social Distancin Now if I had one I'd be in isolation wit even mo contact missin But it ain't nobody listen So I have to stay on my square wit no support Cause since court All I have is my mental consolation due to my Social Sentencing And on this path my Grandma past and I only get to hug my momma once a year On top of that I rarely get time wit my kids I'd love to get quarantined wit dem You think y’all strugglin’ This is my definition of a pandemic A.K.A The way that I live! POETIC!
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