babylon sherm

3y

Just turned 30, happy birthday to me
This is my 30 but a different DB
but we share a couple problems + my f***ed up teeth,
in school I’d steal his bars to make the cypher complete
And now I write my own at the end of the week
How the f*** I turned 30 still on KTT?
Maybe cuz it’s the only place where I know me,
the rare space where I get to feel an identity,
where the words don’t get caught up, so I just speak free
and if the s*** you said flopped, then you can just delete

The internet can give us privacy in certain ways
In real life, everyone can see that s*** on your face,
the weight that comes with age,
the tiredness and pain,
a fear you can’t explain caused by poison in the brain
that makes you think that everybody talks about you on the train,
and hear s*** you can’t explain, I know my father feels the same
He never talks about it cuz he just wants to maintain
But when she got pregnant, my grandma had a schizophrenic break

I figured how to pick the lock of the bathroom safe
where he used to keep his pills, that was in 8th grade
I would write down all the labels and go look up the names
Now my doctor writes prescriptions for exact same things

But on my mom’s side they didn’t deal with that s***
She came from a big family, they had 13 kids
Growing up my cousins were my first best friends,
but at this point I doubt I’ll ever see them again

A funeral’s the only gathering you’d get me to go,
the last one was just about a decade ago
but if I’m being honest they stopped letting me know
I’ve made a lot of changes but got nothing to show
No house, no car and I still can’t drive,
same job, same field,
same New York life
Not married, while all my cousins got children and wives
Still get christmas cards from cousin Madge and they’re always kind
But if I saw her today I couldn’t look in her eyes
Cuz she found me on the floor when I OD’d one night,
and when she told her parents she was saving my life
I didn’t know then but I know it now,
choking on vomit seizing up on the ground
Can’t forget the way the blood & bile stained the carpet brown,
thats just one of the reasons that I don’t come around
My grandmother was harsh, yet to me she never mentioned it,
But I can’t go back and seek redemption from the rest of em
Besides,
I know that the forgetting is eventual
Cuz both my grandparents died from dementia

BRAVE

3y

Niggas talking gang gang gang
Killing black men cause of color, that’s more KKK
But what more can I say
I solemnly digress
Excuse me if these thoughts are a lot to digest
I just can’t help but notice these bullet wounds become names pressed on a chest
All cause some niggas wanted to press
All cause colored folk don’t believe they depressed
I wish I could give y’all some more of these bars but I don’t know the rest
But for now, let’s put the banging and the shooting all to rest

Vox

3y

Until the dust settle it's fists every now and then

Why's it always bones over broth, hammers over pens

My eyes always somewhere else until they free all my dawgs in the pen

Seeing that it's gonna take more than tears and ink...new world, new gen...when

Vox

3y

Seeing those threads end up back to back like that...yeah people barring out fo sho in here

babylon sherm

3y

Just turned 30, happy birthday to me
This is my 30 but a different DB
but we share a couple problems + my f***ed up teeth,
in school I’d steal his bars to make the cypher complete
And now I write my own at the end of the week
How the f*** I turned 30 still on KTT?
Maybe cuz it’s the only place where I know me,
the rare space where I get to feel an identity,
where the words don’t get caught up, so I just speak free
and if the s*** you said flopped, then you can just delete

The internet can give us privacy in certain ways
In real life, everyone can see that s*** on your face,
the weight that comes with age,
the tiredness and pain,
a fear you can’t explain caused by poison in the brain
that makes you think that everybody talks about you on the train,
and hear s*** you can’t explain, I know my father feels the same
He never talks about it cuz he just wants to maintain
But when she got pregnant, my grandma had a schizophrenic break

I figured how to pick the lock of the bathroom safe
where he used to keep his pills, that was in 8th grade
I would write down all the labels and go look up the names
Now my doctor writes prescriptions for exact same things

But on my mom’s side they didn’t deal with that s***
She came from a big family, they had 13 kids
Growing up my cousins were my first best friends,
but at this point I doubt I’ll ever see them again

A funeral’s the only gathering you’d get me to go,
the last one was just about a decade ago
but if I’m being honest they stopped letting me know
I’ve made a lot of changes but got nothing to show
No house, no car and I still can’t drive,
same job, same field,
same New York life
Not married, while all my cousins got children and wives
Still get christmas cards from cousin Madge and they’re always kind
But if I saw her today I couldn’t look in her eyes
Cuz she found me on the floor when I OD’d one night,
and when she told her parents she was saving my life
I didn’t know then but I know it now,
choking on vomit seizing up on the ground
Can’t forget the way the blood & bile stained the carpet brown,
thats just one of the reasons that I don’t come around
My grandmother was harsh, yet to me she never mentioned it,
But I can’t go back and seek redemption from the rest of em
Besides,
I know that the forgetting is eventual
Cuz both my grandparents died from dementia

babylon sherm

3y

Just turned 30, happy birthday to me
This is my 30 but a different DB
but we share a couple problems + my f***ed up teeth,
in school I’d steal his bars to make the cypher complete
And now I write my own at the end of the week
How the f*** I turned 30 still on KTT?
Maybe cuz it’s the only place where I know me,
the rare space where I get to feel an identity,
where the words don’t get caught up, so I just speak free
and if the s*** you said flopped, then you can just delete

The internet can give us privacy in certain ways
In real life, everyone can see that s*** on your face,
the weight that comes with age,
the tiredness and pain,
a fear you can’t explain caused by poison in the brain
that makes you think that everybody talks about you on the train,
and hear s*** you can’t explain, I know my father feels the same
He never talks about it cuz he just wants to maintain
But when she got pregnant, my grandma had a schizophrenic break

I figured how to pick the lock of the bathroom safe
where he used to keep his pills, that was in 8th grade
I would write down all the labels and go look up the names
Now my doctor writes prescriptions for exact same things

But on my mom’s side they didn’t deal with that s***
She came from a big family, they had 13 kids
Growing up my cousins were my first best friends,
but at this point I doubt I’ll ever see them again

A funeral’s the only gathering you’d get me to go,
the last one was just about a decade ago
but if I’m being honest they stopped letting me know
I’ve made a lot of changes but got nothing to show
No house, no car and I still can’t drive,
same job, same field,
same New York life
Not married, while all my cousins got children and wives
Still get christmas cards from cousin Madge and they’re always kind
But if I saw her today I couldn’t look in her eyes
Cuz she found me on the floor when I OD’d one night,
and when she told her parents she was saving my life
I didn’t know then but I know it now,
choking on vomit seizing up on the ground
Can’t forget the way the blood & bile stained the carpet brown,
thats just one of the reasons that I don’t come around
My grandmother was harsh, yet to me she never mentioned it,
But I can’t go back and seek redemption from the rest of em
Besides,
I know that the forgetting is eventual
Cuz both my grandparents died from dementia

babylon sherm

3y

Just turned 30, happy birthday to me
This is my 30 but a different DB
but we share a couple problems + my f***ed up teeth,
in school I’d steal his bars to make the cypher complete
And now I write my own at the end of the week
How the f*** I turned 30 still on KTT?
Maybe cuz it’s the only place where I know me,
the rare space where I get to feel an identity,
where the words don’t get caught up, so I just speak free
and if the s*** you said flopped, then you can just delete

The internet can give us privacy in certain ways
In real life, everyone can see that s*** on your face,
the weight that comes with age,
the tiredness and pain,
a fear you can’t explain caused by poison in the brain
that makes you think that everybody talks about you on the train,
and hear s*** you can’t explain, I know my father feels the same
He never talks about it cuz he just wants to maintain
But when she got pregnant, my grandma had a schizophrenic break

I figured how to pick the lock of the bathroom safe
where he used to keep his pills, that was in 8th grade
I would write down all the labels and go look up the names
Now my doctor writes prescriptions for exact same things

But on my mom’s side they didn’t deal with that s***
She came from a big family, they had 13 kids
Growing up my cousins were my first best friends,
but at this point I doubt I’ll ever see them again

A funeral’s the only gathering you’d get me to go,
the last one was just about a decade ago
but if I’m being honest they stopped letting me know
I’ve made a lot of changes but got nothing to show
No house, no car and I still can’t drive,
same job, same field,
same New York life
Not married, while all my cousins got children and wives
Still get christmas cards from cousin Madge and they’re always kind
But if I saw her today I couldn’t look in her eyes
Cuz she found me on the floor when I OD’d one night,
and when she told her parents she was saving my life
I didn’t know then but I know it now,
choking on vomit seizing up on the ground
Can’t forget the way the blood & bile stained the carpet brown,
thats just one of the reasons that I don’t come around
My grandmother was harsh, yet to me she never mentioned it,
But I can’t go back and seek redemption from the rest of em
Besides,
I know that the forgetting is eventual
Cuz both my grandparents died from dementia