Four Kids Sitting On Tha Block
There four kids sitting on the block
Living life so fast they took just to watch
Knowing every single day is a day they could get knocked
By some wayward hooligan driving up with a Glock
With the world how it is
Its no wonder why these parents fear
Is not burying themselves
But burying their kids
Since each day they got to look at the news
And watch upon another light dim to soon
Before the world had a chance to renew
It’s taken by the darkness that consumes
We see in it live-action
I went to school once and heard thunder crashing
Which would have been a panic
But we’re so numb to it now
It like meh it happens
With training drills that trains assassins
Its no wonder how these bad things happen
On my block all, I see is the madness
So oftentimes I wonder when will it vanish
Like when will the world just stop being evil
And start healing its people
In order to defend them from the snakes
Cause man, they’re deceitful
I know this isn’t a lot
To make the madness just stop
But it would be waste to not sit here and not just jot
About the plagues that humanity has wroth
Maybe we have to be a little orthodox
And think outside the box