This is a story about a shorty. Shorty had no food . Robbing what he had to do . He didint discriminate it was nothing to get at you . He went from stealing snickers to tooting guns with big kickers . Here’s the kicker . Mom on crack and can’t come back . And that’s not just in black pads. It happens in many homes . Where resources low but acces to drugs and plenty chrome. Shorty graduated quick .From hustling to busting domes . Shorty was a Menace even shot his own . Shorty held his own stood ten toes vowed to the street . Life he even lost his own. This life ain’t it