For Akron

So what I think about my city…

Money, power, and filled with lust,

with no trust, just trying to get

their pockets fatter than ever

with me.

Babies raising babies, driving

young adults crazy, with no hope or future.

All they can say is that the streets raised me.

Single parents trying to do the best they can,

but it’s too late,

the streets became their best friends.

Listening to music before they lose it,

chillin’ with friends thinking why life has to end.

Thinking and wishing you had everything you wanted,

but it’s too late,

your best friend became your opponent.

Just trying to get what you want and need

the wrong way.

Just for a food and a buck.

Wish you could go back,

but it’s too late,

your best friend never had your back.



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