Generation on generation
Many nights ma laid her head was my vacation
Took half my brain to hold memories
Founded underneath of my size 8 feet
minus the five is when I gained recognition
of the one house that gave me creative ignition
Not just ma but my grandma I had to listen
When she told me stories much different than the movies
Screw them I was tired of the cliches
My heritage meant more to me anyways
May seem unlikely just riding my trike and
visiting with dad Mike
That more knowledge I have won
From being in 0 6 5 1 1
ayye you've been busy :3
I like this - the poem is great too!
heyyyy