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An Intrinsic Lineage

An intrinsic lineage, an intrepid finish from where I came from, until where I ended perfectly blended, they say no offense intended, even though I’m oftenly offended, picture a Noble King being occasionally, properly represented, never paroxysm, I just laugh when they call me nigga, hey we all have personal opinions, I make millions-n-feed children off those derogatory depictions, my ancestors lionize me, 4 my use of wisdom and keeping the dynasty alive of our lineage,-n- very proud someone like me in this day-n-age is still living, so I keep pulling us closer-n-closer, so we can multiply our percentage, when the enemy wants 2 divide, conquer and cause us division, steal the money from the budget, so we can get a poor education, change the laws, then send us 2 prison, a little different from how a pimp, pimp women, I found a way 2 pimp these politicians, and make millions-n-feed children off these derogatory depictions, what an intrepid finish from a Noble King, from an intrinsic lineage, alive-n-well in this day-n-age, still living-n-representing my intrinsic lineage.

When one puts

Things in there

Proper place, this

Is wisdom

Parthenogenesis, a virgin’s birth

Let’s bring forth

More children

Long live our lineages, RIP Maya Angelou

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