Mbuyu Video (MV)

Word to my Vader
Luke how we're on different axles
Tried to love you from a distance
But we're just coterminal angles
In this war together
But survivor's guilt made me pick up the quill
What if Thembi ever had a talk w/ Madiba?
Or if Barack dreamed of a convo with his senior
Both clocked in the books with our fingers
And wrinkled out our dirty laundry at the rivers

I love you, Dad
Don't you ever forget that
We endured hardships
Coming off the spaceship
They embraced you
With their genetic hazmats
Told you to strip yourself of dignity
So you can wear some class
Never looking to be equal or accepted
The best hand-me-downs i have are your grit & intelligence
With that being said
Thanks for throwing me in Hell's hurdles
Ironic how I meant to be a little hurtful
Your realism helped me to gain more fuel
So to cap it off
I intend to push more Papermates
While you're off getting your PHD at Godspeed
It's never too late to skip stones off the milky way
The only variable in my life that's solved
Moment of silence for the perished and the ones that got lost
Trying to follow the bottle or lotto for their happiness
I understand that being a dad can induce a planet of stress
A village remains to raise your child
So thank God that he'll never have to be idle
One time for the memories
That will be remembered
Mufasa guiding a young Simba
Forming into a real man and not a nigga