Contract

Please
Sign the contract
And you get everythin
You want, I promise you….
You’re goin to be mighty famous
With all the money cars manisons…
But there are rules to follow…
You can’t be too political….
You can’t stick up for black folks
You can’t go against the Jewish community
Also if you do speak the truth and do the right thing
That goes after our agenda
We have agents comin after you…they will kill you,
Clone or somethin…
Another thing,
Come to my party wear a mask
We will have you bend over
And rape you
Remember you chose to sell your soul
To get fame..
You’re a slave
You’re an employee
You gotta wear a dress boy
Do you know it’s humiliation ritual?
If you did wrong by us
We have you on video
We will blast you
So whatever
Don’t snitch on Hollywood….
Don’t forget this is a job?
The industry doesn’t care about
Your feelings….
Executives
Producers
CEO
All those corporations
They do stuff
Inappropriate stuff
Behind the scenes…
It’s why children shouldn’t get
An actin or singin career
Cos pedophilia is the uprise….
No wonder the adults who were
Child stars are fucked up…
And it’s racist as fuck…
Black people who worked in the
Music and movies entertainment
Are the worst..
Cos they still act like the whiteness is
The greatest thing of all time…
When it’s not…they’re token negroes….
Am I lyin?
They act like white folks severely…
I’m not sayin all
But there’s too many….
They be the ones who uses white supremacy points
To talk down on black community
Sayin we ain’t shit….
They forgot they’re black….
They forgot where they came from….
It’s too much..
If you wanna be famous,
I will say read the contract
Please
I heard you get a less paycheck
Cos you have to pay everythin back to
The major companies….
I suggest you don’t sell your soul
The bag doesn’t give you happiness
Anyways…
You don’t need sacrifice for materialism
Fame and money is just bunch of materialism….
Your soul is more important….
Yourself is more valuable than all of this fake glam…
I don’t wanna be famous
I wanna be low key well known
Where nobody tells me what to write
And tell me to be quiet….
I don’t need that type of energy…
I keep my soul to myself
I keep my soul to my poetry
I don’t wanna sign a contract
And for what?
For my talent to make a profit
Turnin into a product…
And I don’t wanna be somebody’s slave
I don’t want any agency
I’m good on my own…
No contract
That’s a FUCK NO….

✊🏿💯©️ Kai C. 5-8-24