I would always tell myself I’m going somewhere,
I want be stuck in this corny county or sitting in a jail.
I want be that person that divides who’s side she wants to be on.
What Gang I want to represent, What neighborhood you from?
I want us to be able to be respected everywhere!
I want to be able to share to world from here to there.
There are people like me that love the streets, but I love it cause it keeps people on their feet.
Families and friends still get too eat.
But if you think I wear this here crown.
Then damn baby where is my buss down,
shiny ass ring,
big ass house,
paid for everything.
This got to be a game if you think I'm on a certain timeframe.
About the Creator
Tecoria Savage
Poetry is for the soul, speak the words of wisdom and love. My words are loving for Justice for the world and my community. To settle arguments for families that are in need. Respecting the ones that can’t and settling for the truth.
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