they say i have the freedom speak so i speak to the steets about facts but when u black they quick to turn they back and then offer u crack yeA they really lacking with love the street turning us into killa's and thugs before lol give a hug they give pistol and and drugs im not perfect but I push and shuff im under the street lights screaming this not life this not something i prayed for playing the hand i was delt always been built for this i always knew life would come to this i never wanted this but I was born in this