love for my city

I love my city man,and everything that comes with it man,,it could be such a beautiful city at times,when we come together, and find that oneness together, and groove as a one heart beat,and one cell,giving off so much soul and and happiness, but at time's, this city dont have a soul or heartbeat,just dead to the touch and cold without a heartbeat, just stone heartless, baby killing baby,calling themselves grown ass man,cause you caught you a fresh ass bodies at a young age,all buildup on ravaged from see members and friends, during just like aids in these cold ghetto streets, so cold this here city streets life,dieing to fit end,but listing to life all around us,not care about the course of your own action, staying high to numb the pain of lost,and steady fucking to reproduce a feeling of being a live, in the womb again,know that every step that you take might be your last out here in these ghetto streets, that's why I love my city man,you never know what tomorrow may bring,just lift your hands in the air,and whisper to that man above,for all these lost souls,in these ghetto streets, Chicago's finest, under the ghetto streets lights, flashing guns and shooting to easy their pains,caught up in the devil's game,lighting souls on flames, I love this city man,,