Opinion of the other side
How come people in poverties realm constantly multiply
Last year in Boston alone too many neighbors died
At the hands held that moral depression
Theres a hope in every child
I hope that answers it clearly, efforts to rebuild
Oasis in depression
Poetry in regression my inspiration needs a refill
Cussing to bullet point the finer line of the message
You get it? If not, in time you will
Real people feel the weight of real stressing
You ever feed you're family on respect
When it only takes peace signs to count you're blessings
I'm out
My family is beautiful, the type that holds you're breath
No doubt
Some days I can't breathe like word of mouth
I walk the shorties through the motherland like a daily routine
Reality is killing me, drop them off to knowledge
Beg them
Don't forget to dream
These hustlers **** you're born diamond shine
Disgusting
Watch our humanity of human race compromise, I want to Phoenix ash rise, the last man standing
You can see the future
Playing out in my children's eyes
I'm straight praying that playing field ain't too damaged