Royalty written in DNA, pours out through your skin and the Sun recognizes you.
Been on this journey so long that you forgot who you were, traded your throne for the stoop, and your crown for a coupe. Left your castle, left your child…lost Queens in the wild. Trying to remember, Where they were or where they maybe going. Have you forgotten? The life you had before picking cotton? When your father was a King and your mother a Queen, before you renounced your throne, identity unknown. Taught that you were a heathen, a blasphemous lie, truth written in the stars descendants of the Most High, building structures on this dimension that cant be reproduced, you’ve forgotten the knowledge and must be reintroduced. You were regal, and wise, power embedded in your eyes, now your crown bears cracks, less than an ordinary guy. And you refuse to reclaim the birthright when its yours, trying to teach you who you were but the truth gets ignored. The dynasty has ended, leaving the heirs with scars. Kings who traded in their royalty for chains and bars. And some say it was stolen, well when will you take it back, avenge the capture of your father, back when Egypt was black. I mean the story has been told about a million times over, yet still our Queens are kingless and we’ve murdered all our soldiers. Ancestors cant be smiling down on us, we’ve laid our gowns down in the dust. Memories imprinted in my soul, ancestry written on scrolls. And now the Queens give birth to sons abandoned, too bad that they’re misbegotten, when they were once Kings
Have you forgotten?
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