There was a time I was about 11 and broke my arm. The shit split in half, still I smiled
The pain was unbearable but the joy of playing the sport I loved made it worth it.
One day I walked about 2hours in the freezing cold. It wasn't funny, still I smiled
My feet were killing me from each step, but spending that drunk nite wit my lil bro was worth it.
During my college days, there I was sitting in a cell. It smelled like shit, still I smiled
Getting arrested in America is typical if ur black, the lesson learned was worth it.
I remember this nite we got jumped by almost 100 people. Scary as hell, we laughed all the way home.
My pants were torn, swollen ear, battered ego but at least we lived to joke about it.
I remember loosing my heart, MY GRANDMA.
I smile because there's nothing more I can ask for. I am blessed to be on Earth so I enjoy it.
TAKIN THE GOOD WIT THE BAD because I know that's how we live life as AFRICANS.
Stress isn't built into my DNA, since we were little life was always tuff so as adults it's the norm.
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