Look God,
My hood is crying out to you lord , what the fukk can i do , i'm stuck in the same life doing the same shit they do , so i need help from you.
My hood is crying out lord , from these crack infested streets and these lonely crying beats , the bitches and kids with no food , and no shoes on they feet.
My hood is crying Lord , from the , daily , gunshots followed by screams killing dreams with no direct means , i still don't know what it means to have a life any more , but
these street are crying out lord , these streets are crying out god for you , i am to , i crying for you to , take these guns off my body , and let it not be anymore sadness for anybody.
im asking you mane , help my hood , .....