Final Sighting

They caught me on the corner where the cameras blink slow  

Pockets full of problems, but the drip still glow  

Every step a statement, every stare a crime  

Told the lens “smile,” but the smile was mine  

Blue lights dancing like they know my name  

Tinted windows rolling, whispering the same  

I ain’t running, nah, just gliding out the frame  

Let the footage loop while I vanish in the rain  

Sirens singing backup, but the hook is mine  

Echo off the bricks in a perfect rhyme  

Final sighting, caught me in the highlight reel  

But the reel keep spinning, I don’t kneel, I heal