I'm from a place,where grace,excapes
and every day is bad one,and tha succesful, R a handful
I believe I will be tha last one...
Where every day a piece of you dies,and everyday they burry ya//Tha real want to be from here,like,"This aint tha suburbs,,This just tha cleanest ghetto in America//
where media meets money, threw images of us lost,
where trappers Re-up, cops team-up, constantly at what cost,
double dutches and hop scotches, old school swatches and ice cream men daily in tha 80's,Maybe
now its grind or die, metal fly, put our heads together and bake up a plan to get this pie,its not gravy,Save Me
and I'm a product of my environment, but tha only product my environment ever gave me....was teen babys,crack babys,babys wit babys, and the occasional rabies..
I'm from every P.J's,, see

yea fam i feel u i live in da ghetto to but da shyt ain't clean we got cracc babies, cracc whores cracc everythang and we blow trees so i feel u. we get da media erryday and ppl dat get sprayed erryday too see i feel u on dis piece. $1oo


G.S=GUNZ& STACKZ

Nice expression, feeling you in most lines. It's good for a poem, keep up the poetic mind. Good point of view but keep it up, you have good potential and if you keep working then you'll elevate nicely.