this is my first poetry drop so....... if i suck...... its understandable lol

Armada Da 187 to some people it is just a name
but the person who proudly reps it, it brings fame
for Armada is a soldja of the 410, soldier of arms
with Keyboards I make Rhymes, raised in Alarm
A white man in a black controlled city, no foolin
In times of war ima beast, but im still only human
everybody askin me why Im doin what Im doin
started off gettin pick on up in my highschool
rose threw the ranks from Cadet to high General
but haters goin hate, my happiness turned to fear
got beat up, but stood my ground, n im still here
Like a knight in a coat of armor, Im ready for battle
fights day after day, my moms crying, was in denial
talks of movin from this city, to save my still young life
no force can remove me from Baltimore, take it wit strife
Made friends who stuck wit me in times when others ran
Betrayed by half of them, cowardisim, its the way of man
Rumors of wars in my school caught my weary ears
enemeis creepin closer, to much pride, we showed no fear
to be betrayed by ones who u trust, slows life to a crawl
some days I cried, others I just wanted to get out, leave it all
A band of white brothers n a city of hate, hearts skippin beats
we have to stand up to those who oppose us, code of the streets
got in fights, did aweful things, I broke faces, made niggas cry
used anything we could weild, crowbars, knocked niggas to the sky
we all got arrested 4 times under charges of assault, 410 reppin
self defense was the only thing that kept all of us out the Pin
we started to gain more respect as time crept by so so slowly
made new friends in the streets, no longer, cracker, we were now homies
White Brothers in a city of hate, takin under the wing of the 410
Baltimore had plans for all of us all along, now we rep wit the best FO SHO!


just wanted to throw this out n give poetry a try

uppppiiinnnnnnnn it