Random raptry. hope this is good
We think we are living in gang war trying to show who's tougher,
hmongs dying in the 90s, 2000s, bleeding, but it made us weaker,
Never once imagined life would change so much,
Almost got caught, but my spirit wasn't in a rush
Deep down, thought gang banging was cool,
Just like when beating up a dude,
July 4 was hella fun, but the drum kepts on playing,
My homeboy got shot in the drive by the cops, dyin
The qeej sound got louder like he sound of thunder
Laying death, 6 bullets to his head,
All over the new, this would be end,
My boy's memories was gone as he left for heaven
He left behind a daughter in a safer haven
In the midst of despair
The lights came on,
the Ancestors appeared,
the ancient spirit awoken inside of me
it all made sense
I was born again understand the Hmong bond of life
everyone was family and the hatred was nothing more than imitation like crab ragoon
we realized that there was no such thing as the life of a G,
It was pop culture and explicit videos shaping our minds,
A theory tested and proven to failed,
As I opened my eyes, I see the truth,
It was always me looking at my self
my greatest rival, my best friend, my will, my testimonial
There was no one to stop me, but my self
let the dying days of senseless death be bygones, and let those memories who have gone whether righteously, unintended or purposes to served as the template for life
let our minds be free, teach our youth the traditions to love and cherish our elders
let our minds be free, teach our kids the values, the morals, the history
let our minds be free, teach them that can be and do whatever they want as along as they do it righteously
Let our minds, be forever young, as one day the memories will fade, the tears will fall knowing my fear is nearing,
I want to be forever young, I want to full fill all those dreams, I want to live forever young
