Chronicles of a Lioness in The Concrete Jungle:The Journey Through

The Journey Thru:

The journey thru made words of my mother true of the pride lands.
Thru the valleys to the mountain tops the lessons carried weight
Anchored to the ground for expectations were high but varied in realistic ability.
The laugh of hyenas was amusing, what a gift of laughter to hide the hinderous truth of eat or be eatin
unbeknownst that i was the prey for my ability to end their game w/ the same willingness to make their day.
So amused that now im surrounded by fools who expected a easy meal
not knowin i was born to kill.
Out numbered i shuld have beena easy kill,
but they stalked && played as if the fear of the fight in me was to much.
Egzio Teshalene Wemenfus Kidus
Have mercy apon me for i must show em i keep the rod of Jah on me,
Mama aint raise no fool ima hard body
Went to the school of hard knocks
Stead of kisses we got kicked
Remember
They was jus tryin catch a body
&& i was tryin feed em anthropology
Ill jus probably hittin em w/ facts lyk Garvey
To show em paths of alternate ends in situations in furture tense.....
But when its all said && done will it end in regret w/ ya head low askin why me?.,
Ima need yuh to think before yuh try'n run game by me
Lioness is hard to tame but for a King
do the signs flash of who i be that yuh ignored that lead  to yur demise
Or was my eyes to kind,laugh to frequent ,arms open to wide that made yuh undermine the fyah that got yuh burnt up?!
Pride lands done claimed another one call in the vultures
My mother words was tru,i done made it thru the valley of death introductions && regards to my higher self.,