This is my newest work, kinda long but its me so hook me up with what you think of it.

Yo the name is Reno the rest is my life |
Ima take ya back from the first knife |
To the point where I meet the shorty to be the perfect wife |
It all started when I was 23 months old |
The night was cold, the doctor had something that must be told |
So he came to my mama, |
Told her that next part of her life would be a drama |
The words he uttered came like this “ We are sorry to say but your boy, he has cancer “ |
She threw her head into her hands and the tears were sparked by the fears as she begged for the answer |
The tears flowed down her cheek like the moves and twirls of a dancer |
The next few years of my life I felt the attack of a needle to my back |
My eyes and cries placed on the a clown that smiled from a plaque |
On the wall reminding me and my mom to stand tall and never fall |
I survived the first major brawl of my life before I could even crawl |
I had to learn the right moves and right steps because my life was nothing but a ball |
I didn't have time to learn the right steps my childhood on the pages of the book |
Called poverty with no real ending everything I wanted I took, look |
What would you do in my shoes, would you still rep your crew? |
Or would you look to the sky and bid the world adieu? |
Like Kweli I do what I can just to get by, just to get by, just to get by |
Weither I live or I die, I knew I would have to cry |
I tossed my hands to my side, hidden by my pride I look to the sky |
My voice shout to the lord, so many times I have wished to die |
It seems at times that my only friend is not more than my zebra pen |
Every now and then when life has me down I think of back when |
I was cured of my cancer, so happy I could smile without pain |
Have a certain feeling that I wanna gain, I still love it when it rains |
Been trained to think in my own way, float like a butterfly sting like a bee |
Bettas bring ya crew and an AK before you come at me |
I normally stay away from the combat a real emcee |
But I can protect mine with or without a nine |
So much hate and trouble in my life but I aint going whine |
I still hate the swine that think they can blaze |
Over my and crew, we will amaze |
Ya as we keep living the way we do |
I have been blue, smashed like gum on ya shoe |
But my life goes on…|