Change?

They tell me I’m trippin but don’t kno the reason , im trapped in a mind full of demons,  before wild died, he spoke to the deacon, tryna change but ain’t make it to see it
 It could get wicked wherever “They” see ya, so i won’t go to church without a heater, but God knows ima Angel portrayed as a demon

If I don’t change it could be a grave, an the only thing left is the memories made. but the last time I tried, a close friend died, and I been stuck in the rain wishin i stayed.

It’s hard to get over old pain, dealin wit new bullshit everyday, if you my friend, ill ride to the end, my problems can wait, just to make sure your straight,

where I’m from, they do wrong to good people, feelin like they are the ones that’s evil. all along, the evil ones are in your face blending in,better hope you see em.

My ears keep ringin, from hearing Sh*ts, or somebody Talkin bout what they gone do when they see me, it could be either

If woulda listened to momma I wouldn’t be grieving, I Hopped in that water splashing my feet, then I dove in not knowing it’s deeper. 

It’s a F*ked up way of thinking, but growin up in the jungle, that’s what they teachin, because no role models did, the parents  don’t care, because most are preoccupied getting high, sticking their veins with needles

Feelin like you need the streets, turns into feelin like the streets need you. pray for me while i pray for peace

But can a War Zone be made Peaceful?

 

• Treazure
  
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•  P.s(This was not referencing any specific person, place, or thing. this was designed specifically for the sole purpose of change)