Spit and adjust, when Kids Want to Risk It In blood!!!..
Never Amidst with the Slugs, Stop! What She Needed Was Love..
Gasped a hold, Tweaked Syllables Till It Shined on Her Neck..
Reached Pinnacles, Always Remembered Never Denied Her Respect..
Each Time I Connect…A Mic Jack for a Night Cap or Cipher Session..
Seemed as If I might snap, on the Right Cat, She Calmed my Obsession..
Even Thru Light Resting, She Remains on my Mind Like Biker Tattoos..
Fought for Her Rights Wit Craft Too, When Politics Critized Like Taboo..
It was Past Due That I’d Dedicate My Life and Emotion..
With Writes of Devotion.......
She Helped! In Reflecting My Soul Like Nights on the Ocean..
I Ignite with a Notion…. That She Will ever Burn From Within..
It was H.E.R…Exposed as a Confidant Spurned From a Friend..
She Learned From The Trends, From Singles To Multi’s..
From Vocals. She Spun It off, to D.J’s Who Quote Lines..
I See days Where Those Guys….
Stand at Bodegas Revealing The Most Rawest for Of Her..
…. Now I Pause In My Verse....
Wipe a Tear As She’s Abused By Most, For Commercialized Profit..
Spoken of With No Regards These Artists Hurt Her Life With These Topics..
Of Guns and Chains, What Ever Happened to Songs Sung in Praise..
On Corners…. Break Dancers, Circles where She is calm and Safe..
RB…This Is Just Common Place…. Where I Stop in H.E.R Realm..
And Say Thank You To HIP HOP For Allowing Me to Conquer and Dwell…....

Peace
OnE