This is a song about "Dark entries"

Black skin dark skin...fuck segregation

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

Writing from my heart, never end with dark

Guess i'll meet her right back at start

This is the concrete

Those dark eyes and wrists bleed

I'm gon' make a pretty big sandwich

A dark room, *stop flapping bitch*

February cold as my heart

I'm done now, see you before dark

Dear lord come save me, the devil's working hard

Sometimes i enlighten myself when my minds dark

Real words...elegant: a piece of art

Shot in the dark, shot in the dark

I'd rather have me no job than no heart

I talk to myself in the dark