Trauma

Meek Mills ~ Trauma

Used to be a dreamer

Dreamin' of a fire

Uh, my mama used to pray that she'd see me in Yale

It's f*cked up she gotta see me in jail

On the visit with Lil Papi, it hurt even though I seemed to be well

They got a smoker with a key to my cell, damn

And even worst, my judge black don't wanna see me do well

It's either that or black people for sale

Gave me two to four years like, "F*ck your life, meet me in hell"

And let it burn like Lucifer, you look even stupider

Tryna impress them people in power when power abusin' us

For 44 dollars a hour, you coward they using ya

Is it self-hate that made you send me upstate?

This where the so-called "real n*ggas" sweeping up for cupcakes

And that's your phone time, if you ain't got no money, you ain't online

Hey call your son, call your daughter just to wish them more prime

Oh God, don't let them streets get a hold of 'em

Your daughter f*ckin' now, it's gon be a cold summer

Your son trappin' and your homie givin' O's to him

And if he f*ck that paper up, he puttin' holes through him

And you just wanna make it home, so you can show it to him

And them people ain't finna give no parole to ya

They want blood, we all hangin' with a noose on our neck

My celly mom just died, he wanna use my collect

And he won't make it to the wake unless he give 'em a check

We still n*ggas though, what you expect?

I just won

I was on the corner with the reefa

And they got us warring for our freedom

See my brother blood on the pavement

How you wake up in the mornin' feelin' evil?

Uhh, trauma

When them drugs got a hold of your mama

And the judge got a hold on your father

Go to school, bullet holes in the locker

Ain't no PTSDs, them drugs keep it at ease

They shot that boy 20 times when they could've told him just freeze

Could've put him in a cop car, but they let him just bleed

The ambulance, they coming baby, just breathe

That's what the old lady said when she screamed

This nightmare on Elm Street, Friday the 13th

And in the 13th amendment, it don't say that we kings

They say that we legally slaves if we go to the bing

They told Kaep' stand up if you wanna play for a team

And all his teammates ain't saying a thing (Stay woke)

If you don't stand for nothing, you gon' fall for something

And in the 60's, if you kneeled, you'd prolly be killed

But they don't kill you now, they just take you out of your deal

Kill your account, look where money get spilled

Check it, and they don't kill you now, they just take you out of your deal

Kill your account, look where money get spilled

I just won

I was on the corner with the reefa

And they got us warring for our freedom

See my brother blood on the pavement

How you wake up in the mornin' feelin' evil?

Uhh, trauma

When them drugs got a hold of your mama

And the judge got a hold on your father

Go to school, bullet holes in the locker

How many times you send me to jail to know that I won't fail

Invisible shackles on the king, 'cause sh*t, I'm on bail

I went from selling out arenas, now sh*t, I'm on sale

Them cold nights starting to feel like hell, uhh

Watching a black woman take my freedom

Almost made me hate my people

When they label you felon, it's like they telling you they not equal

11 years going to court knowing they might keep you or drive you crazy

23 hours in a cell, somebody save me

I'm on a jail call, tryna explain it to my baby

I gotta do the calendar twice, and that's a maybe

Trauma

I just won

I was on the corner with the reefa

And they got us warring for our freedom

See my brother blood on the pavement

How you wake up in the mornin' feelin' evil?

Uhh, trauma

When them drugs got a hold of your mama

And the judge got a hold on your father

Go to school, bullet holes in the locker

Uhh, trauma

5. The overall tone of this poem is informing. It helps me understand what the world is really like in reality, and how we are really going through the struggle. 

6. This poem makes me angry because I have family members in the system that are going through injustice for things that people think they did, but they really did not do.

7. This poem’s overall message is to inform us on life. The dept of what’s going on.

8. And they got us warring for our freedom

Uhh, trauma

When them drugs got a hold of your mama

And the judge got a hold on your father

Go to school, bullet holes in the locker

9. I like this poem because of how I could relate to what is going on in the poet’s life. I could also really feel his emotions and his drive for freedom.

10. My favorite 3 lines :

They shot that boy 20 times when they could've told him just freeze

Could've put him in a cop car, but they let him just bleed

The ambulance, they coming baby, just breathe

11. Trauma is the theme of this poem.

12. The story of the poem is about the pain an African American male goes through in life. All the obstacles they have to face, and how it feels like they are locked up in shackles so they could only do certain things.

12. The story of the poem is about the pain an African American male goes through in life. All the obstacles they have to face, and how it feels like they are locked up in shackles so they could only do certain things.

This song symbolizes real life situations, and the sadness of a black male in the United States. From the struggles you go through to not even knowing if you could speak to your kids at night.

The struggles in life affect you, a lot. You never know how much you are until you flow it all out.\

This poem shows all the struggles a black man goes through in life in America, but also encourages the reader to never back down, to rise above the line and exceed dreams.