Dry your eyes
To this new day
I am a fool A
We all make mistakes
Lacking pations
Identity mistaken
Missunderstood
For the savage I was
I pissed on everday
I crushed
Sickning
The things I’ve did
For lunch
Kicked doors
seal walls
Drugs and all
My down fall was
My generosity
Advantage of
My heart of gold
Mold grew on my fist
Others blood on my
T shirt
Blood on my Timberlands
Mad cuz my feet hurt
I litterally walked miles
To get to where I had
To go
Slow pain
No mercy
Had no mercy
I planted no mercy
In others
So other gangstaz
Reimbursed me
Endorsed me
Hanging off the back
Of mopeds at thirteen
Shoot outs
Screaming like
A Soldier being trained
“This is my rifle”
“This is my gun”
“This is my block now”
Street warlord
Resorted
To violence
Do not get it fucked up
I’d die to protect
My community
Loved ones
These were no stun guns
Pulled out to show where
I’m
From
Collided with shadows
“Then”
“Tag”
“I win”