quelowat:

Taking over, block by block,

chipping away at the heart and soul of our neighborhoods.

Keep your fucking pub and give me back my chimi spot.

Take your organic market to midtown and give me back my supermercado.

I don’t want a fancy haircut in your overly priced salon,

I want a five dollar shape up son.

Our hood was “hip” before you showed up to fuck shit up.

You ain’t doing us a favor, you ain’t our fucking savior.

-QueLoWat

(via kemetically-ankhtified)

I think we got something special

i lost myself in you

i lost my sense of self 

i have to find me

its difficult to search for something that you took away

but i will find her and love her more than ever