About Me *Explicit*

Location

From the city that thrives on violence

Yearning for change

No one is marked with innocence

Everyone stays in their own lane

Where a child's life can be cut short by the pull of a trigga

And ain't shit free but still scream free my nigga

I came and opposed the norm

Going to be one of the few out the hood

Fighting against the storm

I love my city don't get it misunderstood

Always got it with me so dont get messed up thinking all is good

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