#London #Trapping #Youth violence #Fuck the government old white men in their ivory tower these fuckers have all of the power sitting there making the rules clueless went private schools estate they know is parents, country no wonder it's a state when they run the country mummy, daddy, private education somehow now running the nation only pen they know is parker fountain Clearly theres only one outcome likkle youths running round knives looking to wet up, end a life product of environment no father figure, olders, violent hustling from young, to provide act big man but kid terrified mum working two jobs six to eight dinner she made left in mic on the plate picking up chicken, chips after school 1.99 taste rascal feel alone, home dark, cold walls black, rats and mould kids take the piss, asda kicks verbal first then turns to licks see bm car, gucci top big man rolling on the block tapped up now want that life foot soldier, dreams of a rise deal bit of green on block as a start now plugging rocks, falling apart trip to the coast, no family day dirty mattress, trap house, decay forever in debt, no way out innocent youth gone, what's that about 12 years old, should be playing games, fortnight, fifa, chilling with mates look over shoulder, wait to get spun, another life over before it begun poked eight times, one through the heart mum crying, soon to depart let down by the system, poverty see's the others dealing, robbery only thing he knows, no other way did that kid live one happy day hearing the bleeps faster and faster flatlined. gone first first chapter