Sirens

Writing a melon to see where I'll be dwellon

To be honest I know IM A felon and my speech is my weapon

now tell Lebron that this is his Mental lesson it starts when ya start

Confession this worlds depression you messing around you getting

Too dizzy ain't that wright You got a Bruce Lee style but you don't even fight

now we sinking low in our lazy chair hate bowing down to the snare

Hopefully hope will find us when I set off my flare, all you fake rappers

Real acters don't care weather we live or die slave or fee you just got a

Green thumb keep banging on that drum until ya brain goes numb

I guess that's why the police call you all a misconsepted bumb

This world will beat you down but ya gotta keep that smile like a clown

And I'll pray that ya don't get shot down like Mike Brown

Please keep the faith then you'll get that crown