When I was a kid, I used to fight every week
When you grow up in the hood, they think you weak
You got square up and knock out some teeth
To prove a name
But nowadays dudes carry the strap like M.A
Lose a fight then they put bullets in the air
Dudes have no aim, kids mess around and catch a stray
I’m from a land they call the zoo
But I will not allow myself to become a product too
The hood doesn’t make you
Your actions do
Saying you from the hood like that’s a good excuse
Pick another excuse
The projects didn’t put that gun in your hand, you did
It’s millions of kids who had their head on straight
While you tried so hard to fit in with the crowd
But saying you from the hood supposed to make up for it all
Yeah right, it’s just another lame excuse
If I kept on fighting to make a name, I would be just like you
About the Creator
K. Exum
Blogger, Poet, and Author from Landover, Maryland. Author of The Story Of Charles Levi on Amazon. Multiple spoken word singles and a project on streaming platforms. Check out my blog www.piecesofk.blog Follow my IG & X @thtstonedpoet
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