Scattered Pictures - eLZhi

I’d like to have you sit back for just a little while

I want to tell you my story, my life story

And I’m sure, some where along the line

That you will find comfort, joy and peace

Just like I did

Would you go with me for just a few moments

Back to my childhood

Vowed to never look twice in my book of life

I’m on Chapter 20

Turning my pages backwards really show how far I’ve come

Just a young buck itching to buzz, the womb is the gun

Moms pushed me out her chamber, the doc caught a hots one

She must’ve threw them headphones over her full blown stomach

Turning my cocoon radioactive transforming within a woman

My life begun it, skip to chapter two

And see a picture of my father running

My 2nd birthday;

he never bothered coming

But broke his neck to come through

My mom’s crib to come through

My mom’s ribs and within nine months I came to

He created a splitting image in more ways than one

And the face of his baby son and through our door ways to run

How could you retreat on a part of you that comes out of your own needs?

So when that n*gga let my mom suffer for 5 long weeks

Met my old dude and gave him a chance

I was still young watching cartoons

Playing with toys and staining my pants

Step Daddy psssst please, it feels like blood

The same type of needle takes from you and fills right up

Our bond became strong as teflon, Moms stress gone

She pressed on like a piece of vinyl recording the best song

Speaking of songs when the speakers were on and connected to the stereo

She would play a lot of old school records

Music plays a big part

And it would stay that way til I’m old and gray

And until things get dark

Kind of how my future look

Hate to use the book of my past

Wishing that I could forget the page that I was on last

Bringing the storm back to my spiritual garden

I know rain equals growth

But even the earth couldn’t survive 40 times in a row

But it’s my life I can’t lose the page

So let’s see daddy leaves and then this music thing

Oh here we go, Moms threw vinyl on the stereo

Pumping the sweet tunes

She would sing lullabies to help me close my eyes

And the wee hours of the night

They finally got married

Their wedding vows they recite

Kissed the bride

To my Pops was like a kiss of life

A true and living resurrection

'Til the rain came harder

It’s an erection

You see they just married

And they was talking about below and it clicked

She tried to cock back and squeeze

But it jammed, she miscarried

Now this very situation happened later on in the chapter

Her insides

She’s torn from the baby gone in the after

Now you can take that both ways

My auntie dies

Proven in beat that we don’t stay

And they keep telling me that it’s gon' be ok

But it transformed for lies

On top of that this young cat

Gets weaker in the eyes

And even through the bad times

Music was always there for me

Me with a pen and a loose leaf

Equals one big orgy

Cumming with it

My feelings inside become a sentence

Snatching thoughts from a black cloud

That hung in distance

And got good at it

Just a skinny black kid with thick glasses and book baggage

And a torn jacket

But looking back

I can hear them cracking jokes again

It’s hard to see the future

With a scratched lense and broken frame…