Pure as a baby's daddy Born out of wedlock Victorias head strong Diligent Getting goals accomplished Never ignorant Guns entered the lives Of many of my blood lineage Drug sentences Lush tendencies My mother Made my life easy as pie Leaving behind Southwest Atlanta Streets to define reason Meaning i was sick From a distant land With plans bigger then engineers Can write with a pen and pad Black man with a permanent tan From the rivers of ann harbour Lurking with rats Far from perfect I guess I'm just a work in progress Scratching the surface of objectives On earth that god blessed The sky above isn't high enough To define my love From climbing up The rough sides of the trials and struggles This is one of many sides of buff You may not like buff 1 But im still goin walk with the prideful strut The most beloved since Toni morrison Brushed the pen up against the colourless She en-published it I write novels, I write dramas I write comedies, I write violence I write down what I feel From right now until I lie down in the ground With my crown and shield Feel the melodrama A warrior with these words In full metal armour So let the saga begin So pure...