AMP: Artists' Meeting Place and Resource Collective

If I could unzip my body I'd probably unleash my soul
Release my whole existence to finally go and reach my goals
My stamina persistence, be demandin you to listen to
The parables of livin-life, to understand my vision you must
Project your eye sight directly on what I write, cuz
I see the future retrospective in my hindsight
Trajectories paved, by intellects and true scholars
So that kids like me, could unchain our blue collars
I'm dat militant type, concepts explode your conscious state
Your self's concussion had your blood gushin all your common traits
Fulfillments from the sweat I spilled, killed me dead so I could build
A bigger badder self of who I am today... wit these skills
I speak to space, bantering wit stars on my weaker days
Enamored by the streets I love to stand up and greet its way
Into my life and struggles lived on a day to day
The knowledge I've acquired has truly gone and paved the way...