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letra de child art - caleb hampton

[intro]
all the power that is in words, it’s mighty
stronger than physical force
stronger than money because
once you put words into a person’s mind
nothing can remove-

[verse 1]
look
at 7 i copped me that first comic
a bit late on the age
what it matter? i was promised
see momma’s word meant the world, give a d-mn
if half the time she dishonest
big brother’s paintings would draw me
the cover was murakami, that kanye grad
colors would awe me
had me tripping, shifting pivots from simply living to being gifted
power from pigments inspired the visions
feelings that had me picking pencils to have this sh-t written (spider-man)
check it
black cat, lizard, painting the goblin
green, one of my least favorite hues
seemed to be lesser used throughout most of the visuals
but on the minds of every household individual
i kept an eye close
despite the immature intellect that i possessed at the time
side note: this mild epiphany, was simply
moments of fate or serendipity
from my attempts to try and show em little from every scribble i sketched vividly
phasic, my morphing into manly
the genesis was late nights in my pajam-ies
i recollect waking up with crayons ‘tween my phalanges
and moms dismayed, was tryna understand me
she wasn’t too accepting
of how i moved eclectic
we wasn’t used to blessings
see, we was used to less than
about 11, impressed with sk!lled shading
but have it, my feels jaded
the canvas was still vacant

[skit: william f. buckley, peter gzowski & stan lee]
it seemed to be preaching a life of disengagement
making a virtue out of restlessness
the brains and the creativity of one man
the funny thing is-
i started doing that as a gag and really to keep myself awake, you know?
and, and i found that the readers are as crazy as i am
they started enjoying this sorta thing

[verse 2]
at 11, it was time spent (uh)
long enough for a lebron ring
enough to turn my black to diamond
the habilis to wise man
first order evolution watching my skin stretch and reaching my pen
realizing how my passion swayed
and my story wild dependent on margins
required spinning words
power from pigments inspired the penman
and now what these feelings draw from me worth more than an image (look)
so content with my ben block days
feeling like he sulking in god’s wings
till the platitude “hip hop saved” part of life that we all faced
raised the lonely tapper out the kid’s arcade
from holding in all pain, fears
faking ‘spensive lifestyles talking balmain rocking ball chains
least i could say my hope was there, about scott lang-full
traded broken lead for these ink blot stains
i drooled
packaged my tool an inch closer than family rules
you know how family do
uninformed for freedom and the sake of my sanity too
candidly through experience became the man in these shoes
with bread and no broth
sokey was the loaf, the aroma
pen was criticized, the lifestyle was not of no god
focus on your tassle and diploma
i kept the gift under wrapping
escapism was purpose and the passion

[outro: peter gzowski]
the fantastic four, the hulk, spider-man, thor
doctor strange, the x-men, the avengers, daredevil
nick fury, the silver surfer […]
if you don’t know them, then your kids do
and if your kids don’t know them
then i wonder if they’re really learning about the world as they ought to learn about it
would you welcome please, a superhero of the comic book business from marvel comics
stan lee

- caleb hampton

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