menace to society

Life is hard I still keep going Mama in the kitchen listening to music I’m making arts in craft On the highway daddy speeding get a ticket The old cricket in the house always tweaking about around Every where I go I got haters I see educators who teach 1st grade Man I miss the old days The way me and Brodie use to play having fun on a sunny day Say what Brodie always by my side I hide when I play hide and seek but I don’t hide when the killers outside I tied up my feelings and packed them up like a villain Feeling hidden from the society of the world feel like a menace ain’t got no mo minutes The infants who cry for their mommy and daddy They always ratty ratting out people it’s tired how this world works if I had to shoot I’ll shoot all the menaces