Baskin' in the big Sun
hands coordinating with my jive talk
drenched in the stench
of what I drank and sprayed on the sidewalk

What Have I Done
perplexed by the mainstream
I stream a hex into my main vein
hope on ghetto blocks is a paradox
like "X" instead of my given name

What Have I Done
they call this wall street
barricaded by invisible walls
in hallways of scenarios
that play out our difficult times

What Have I Done
lent a foot to the destruction
of the land scape
misguided with my promises
deceived with my handshakes

What Have I Done
I displayed the epitome 
of a ghetto childs ambitions
no where fast-i hate my black ass
i's a willie lynch invention

What Have I Done
i made a path for colonial settlers
but laughed at "Final Call" peddlers
then b- bopped to the tune of urban rhythm and poetry
i slow danced with a queen but i didnt treat her like royality

What Have I Done
everything from genocide on down to theft
i destroyed my community, my family
and i re-enslaved myself!
that's what i done-