detroit church girl

detroit church girl, she made this world bow she is my mama my auntie Mizz Hattie down the street she worked her ass off and when you needed her she stopped and picked you up detroit church girl we renamed Queen she gave us ourselves in big lights and ball gowns told us to stop…

for phife. dawg.

there is no justice in this place little girl dreams get washed away with yesterday’s news and little boys are never taught that dreams can in fact come true we walk fine lines in this in between times where the end is not near but here an ending to the illusion that we are separate…

I use to play bass clarinet

I use to play the bass clarinet It didn’t matter that I was the only chair Because I was first chair And I carried the tempo for An entire band That bass was bigger than me’ And when I blew into it It took all my breath from the Very center of me’ to make…

i wanna dance like the blues

I wanna dance like the blues Slo and determined Stumping the funk out Like what’s past us over And tomorrow a prospect so distant it ain’t worth my time Ā  I wanna dance like the blues Fill myself up with longing So intense it comes out in groans Gyrating till dawn I groove I move…