I am a new member to the Steemit community. Introduced to Steemit and Discord by 
I later found out by way of 
I managed to write, record, video and edit this entire project within 7 hours. The first verse was a part of my own personal history making all my music personal when I embody my work. The second verse I wrote was fueled by the systematic police brutality in America. Last but not least my final verse had been inspired by the overall destruction of our world through deception of higher powers. The shit gets deep son enjoy and even if I don't win you can at least enjoy real music for a moment.
Lyrics:
Adolescent transformed now he must confess it// No choice an the past only regret it
Come learn a lesson as you peeping through some young eyes// watch him momma get beat blacked both eyes//
Raised him strong told him big boys don’t cry// wipe both eyes speak truth wit no lies//
No telling with the absence of the a buse// they go to church an all they do is re buke//
Daddy drinking an fucking on these old hos//
Beat my momma for asking bout his stained clothes//
No respect for the queen now a prince broken//
His man card know he lost it had to revoke it//
Invoking embody spirits just to keep going//
This voice inside keep telling me to keep going//
Is this heaven or hell what am I here for//
My heart dropped when I seen her body hit the floor//
Hook:-----------------------
Black power gone fight it out for black youth//
Whats the answer to that more police abuse//
Come diagnose this sickness need a vaccine//
Niggas aint come up since Martin Luther king dream//
We graduated from drug dealers to dope feens//
The government? Red tape an smoke screens//
Protest and get ya ass beat live on camera//
You might die an the media will still slam ya//
Gang violence who gone win blue or red//
it docent matter as long as all black is dead//
Corn rolls to dread locks an furry heads//
Put a bullet in em all make sure they dead//
You say he’s racist what you get is what you see
But he don’t think so with his color tv//
Crucify me for this verbal vd//
But no niggers here signed ya local P.D.//
Hook:-----------
A world apart an we still fighting for promise land//
Or is it gold oil an drugs a god in hand//
trade you a book for all the riches of the world//
Divide an conquer all the people of the world//
An nothing has value but the book an the word//
An if u still knew the truth would you speak a word//
Or hide in fear of the boogy mans dark hand//
Spiral steps dark lairs an his quick sand//
How can die six feet an not a man //
Lead ya kids to the slaughter in the mini van//
Think I’m hearing you clear you aint a real nigga//
You a slave in ya mind you just a field picker//
Imma dream in the sky because my views bigger//
4k HD here's the real kicker//
DNA got me looking at the big picture
46 percent white but imma real nigga
Recording Artist - REST100 (BiK Squad Ent.)
Beat Credit: Mixla Production 2017 - LAST CHANCE - SAD PIANO HIP HOP INSTRUMENTAL -
Thank you