Today was a rough day in the neighborhood. Ole slew foot Violence, his flat foot cousin Addiction, and their buddy Affliction jumped Never Bothers Anyone and beat him into the hospital. I remember back in the day when the neighborhood watched out for the children. Not so anymore…craziness wanders the streets lookin’ for trouble. Angry little children just a fightin’ each other and people runnin’ to see who’s getting’ beat up.
Me, well I say its cause drugs done messed up the families. Folks all in jail…mamas, daddies, grandmamas, granddaddies…all behind an illusion…come on let’s get high…hey you wanna party? Let’s have some fun…you got the blues? Come on I know sumpin’ make you feel better…now if them ain’t famous last words. Next thing you know drugs done took over your life…mamas take food out they children's mouths and buy slippery joy...daddies robbing lookin' for hope at the bottom of a crack vial...
More folks in jail for drugs and all the dumb stuff it make you do…poor people ain’t got no money…that’s a bad combination…no money and a habit…now whatcha think gonna happen? People gonna get stupid and end up locked up and they babies end up in overcrowded houses or foster care...never feelin' secure...never feelin' loved...just anger, anger, and more anger!
Yeah sho' remind me of my friend's little boy...
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