The Sun King

3344
South Beverly Drive
Right next to the freeway
Learning how to survive
Someone broke in my household
Probably just a fiend
The Sylvester’s saved me
From boy to a teen
Innocence left early
What has now become?
The bullies around the corner
Always asking where I’m from
Beach by the High School
Didn’t mean shine
Those kids rolling on E pills
These kids throwing up signs

No wonder I’m depressed

Maxx 39

New Dorp popped my train cherry
Taught me game but always stained the forgotten borough with the lame ferry
Thanks to Titi, Uncle Eddie and my cousins
Made me the Potter of the Dursleys but with Rican Italian loving
That’s stone-cold rocks for the chair shot plugging
Two semesters in Long Island really had me bugging
So, its Path Mark slugging, blunt facing dungeons
With spliffs that kept lungs like fungus, pure disgust
But the rhymes kept busting – Sandy almost flipped the entire island over, New Jerusalem was the acquired home
Almost reenacted the Fugees with a two piece
Struggle ununited through the waves of the blue seas
UPS to CVS - 13 million slut whores
Left my early 20s in an uproar
Talk about the ability to shut doors, still keep it Newyorican
Got a corporate job, Fifth Avenue still smell like human feces
Fed homeless in front Versace with left over business lunches
30% income spent on bus passes and ticket punches
Ride Citi Bike; iron horse price change ain’t no light change
Blasting King Gizzard, so get the fuck up out the bike lane
I really killed mics in the South Bronx and dapped Pharaohe Monch after he watched me rock Sounds of Brazil for one arrow launch
Get love in South Jamaica like I’m Lloyd Banks
From Wash Heights to Crown Heights blowing gas like deployed tanks, mother fucker