Slums (Freestyle)

Walking down a street during the night,

Looks like if I Turn the corner, I'll see a superhero try to crime fight,

The streets smell like dead fish and wood sticks,

I'm pretty sure that garbage bag just twitched,

Turn my head and look forward and keep walking,

staring at all the closed restaurants because of Covid,

Things can never be the same and I Know it,

This ain't a story, It's a nightmare told by a poet,

The air tastes like it doesn't want to be here, Can't blame it,

Anything can sound great, it depends on who's saying it.

Feels like desperation, People trying to live in a pandemic nobody predicted,

Innocent People turned Prisoners Wrongly Convicted,

To drugs, Kids Get Addicted,

Mislead Children Injecting Penicillin without even knowing the Definition,

And that's no fiction,

To tell kids what to do, I'm in no position.

I would beat other kids up and blame it on my condition,

Though I had no reason to, anyways,

Violence is never the answer, Even if you having a hard knock life, like Jay,

I was a silent child, I stayed a stray,

Unless you want a scar on ya face,

I need you to stay and remain far away.

 

I grew up in a Violent Environment,

People moving that white Consignment,

Talented people never shined upon, Bad rappers, you sign them,

Make 'Em blow up like dynamite, Make the pussies feared, Other rappers wont wanna try them.