[HERE I AM ... STILL]
THE MUSIC AND IT IS DEDICATED TO MY SISTERS...
Here I am... still.
Existing in you as we lose cohesion and our nation seems to be drifting away.
Reflections of Allah as created in ancient times.
Black dirt and water formed and kissed with life.
Here I am... still.
I see you and something clicks in me primally... primitive triggers as my queens run away from who we are.
I belong with you and you belong with me in all our purity.
All man and woman came from our seed... fruit falling from the tree in shaded tones.
Gradually losing melanin as genetic splicing occurs... homogenous views of the future.
We no more... We snared in the web of deceit and lies.
Jungle bunnies and rap video hoes... living on trap house ambitions as we die a slowwwww death.
Here I am... still.
So enthralled by the beauty of you that for me there is no other.
My existence in the future depends on the African woman... Batty man can't make a baby... Lesbians produce no fruit.
What is to become of us as we become food trapped in the silken strands?
Here I am... still.
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