I been to war,
It don’t get more hardcore
If you knew what I’ve seen
If you been where I been
I been hit by a car
And it threw me fuckin far
I pranged on Houghton Drive
And walked out still alive
I’m heavy
So don’t push your luck
And don’t give me kak
Cos I’m heavy, man
I’m heavy
I stood by the bed
Of my dad till he dead
I told him my life story
Didn’t spare him no the gory
I smoked heroin and crack
And managed to come back
I mainlined ketamine
And saw worlds I shouldn’t seen
I’m heavy
So don’t push your luck
And don’t give me kak
Cos I’m heavy, man
I’m heavy
I been stabbed I been burned
Tied up and spurned
Bitten and gored
Winded and floored
I was there when my boys they came into this world
On the other side of earth circumstance has them hurled
I known love known loss known many good connection
No way I can just pray for instant soul redemption
I’m heavy
So don’t push your luck
And don’t give me kak
Cos I’m heavy, man
I’m heavy
You gotta read this with a hip-hop beat in the background .. it’s more of a song than a poem, and it’s about the ego, I guess … while it is essential to have boundaries, when they become too rigid they become an armour that weigh you down ..
Totally get it… So many (particularly) men carry around this burden.