I'm a just keep it 100% real.
I'm from the part of town where the only time you acknowledge your hood is just before a fight.
All I've ever known was lying about living in some rich *** neighborhood comes in handy until your disliked.
Nobody cares about you unless you're pretty, rich or you scare them straight.
2 of my homies have died and 3 are getting life.
So I show no respect to these rappers who rap about what goes on in our lives.
How would you know looking at us behind your ICE? No subs just bars.
But you won't know this struggle until you live ours....
This is for boys who act hard but cry behind closed doors, for the young girls who don't fit in, don't you know were the best kind of weird?
These days will get brighter and my poems shall be happier.
Dedicated to my friends who are trying to get happier...