The Renegade

Livin life like a paramour the man did/
The hostile life was nuthin but the forbid/
The influence of the harsh life was unsacred/
But feelin on the down side always kept him jaded/
The man sat down ,slurped some gatorade/
Thinkin of a life that would make him a renegade/
Tired of being percieved as the shawt pussy/
He drunk some hard bub,feelin a lil shifty/
Testin the theory that'd make him a renegade/
Started buzzin in a matrimony thug trade/
Soon enough this man is gangsta homemade/
Dressin in dickies,wit an attitude attack crusade/
A nice dude asked "What happened?",the man replied "Im no longer gon' be played and delayed,nigga feel this. Im in an upgrade to an ill renegade!"/


Any constructive criticism will be appreciated.