If I do not respond to you I'm at work. I will get back to you as soon as possible. Thank You
Being in the streets ain't no joke it'll make you scared
Like watching candy man gettin scared of the urenal again
Makin yo heart pound to every sound possible
Not knowin if it's your last breathe or a train goin by
Listenin to every homeless man around you makin little to nothin at your job
It sucks bein in the struggle because your alone
Bein alone can kill you or make you hard bodied
Any advice you get you don't listen to just because your alone
Fighting anything that moves because your mad you lost your peace
The struggle is no joke because you don't get to eat like you think
Every penny is being spent because you give back
Every homeless man that's your family you give them some
The struggle will take the kindness out of you too
You go to the store and people tryna sell you items
And most of the items don't work so you out of money
The struggle is no joke it's not where you wanna be
Because as soon as you get some money and make it out the hood
You turn into a lil uzi vert and be brainwashed by the money
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Author:
ZayDaCappa (Pseudonym) (
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- Published: August 16th, 2017 11:05
- Comment from author about the poem: It's what I been through many more to come this is just an intro stay tuned
- Category: Sad
- Views: 21
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