Come inside a ghetto kids mind the time he lose his mind tragic at times broken crimes trying to live find in this life time its hard to climb collect my dime every cent I need getting food too feed my seeds scare too breed a child in this world of deeds. born with a single mother working for dollars every time they holla promise to never swallow can you see my power when I touch the youth getting to see everybody listen to my words of truth listen to my words there's my proof of truth.
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A Hero Of The Streets
PoesíaPoetry, Hardworking , Black Teen, Living Rough. Different Emotions Young Black Males Go Through The Day 2 Day Struggle Inside Different Areas of America They Wanna See Me Fall Is Not For All But If You Small Stand Tall With All Your Heart. You Can...
