With lifeless eyes he forms the south side hand sign.  Represent his neighborhood is all he know.  No remorse for his actions banging on the other side he got his dope in his pocket and his pistol in his waistband.  He pulled his pistol aimed and fired shots with his left hand.  Hot steel spiraled out the barrel of the gun empty shells and bodies hit the pavement.  Elevating the crime rate he celebrates with his homies back on the south side.  Lines of ******* being snorted off the stomachs of ***** with bloodshot eyes they scream south side.
North siders come through gunning automatic weapons being fired screams of ****** echo through the night.  Unable to return fire south siders lay dying with lifeless eyes they form the south side hand sign.
Written Keith Edward Baucum.