Be a vision

sometimes i wonder do you

think twice how you living

and what you'll leave when you gone

sometimes  i wonder

what the hell is going on

 so many forces against me

when am doing nothing wrong

all i see here

in front of me

is  murder and death

these streets

take from you until you

have nothing left

 if am away stress

takes the best of me

while my brothers still

there

i can never rest in peace

the drugs change

but the streets dont

it still takes lives

when your child

dies

you come to your demise

it takes something inside

your dignity your pride

wonder why god left you alive

so many victim to the streets

to dumb to

stop "repping" the hood

stay half stepping

until you're done stepping for good

get out and go to college

somewhere

deep inside

you no that you should

don't be a victim be a vision

you should no that'

you could