I just really feel the pressure right now.
Been listening to Maze Golden Days. Love that song.
It's like I'm tryna save the world when I need to save myself. Thinking about my community problems, family problems, then I think about my own last when my shyt intense.
I'm so fukkin tired of hearing about dudes getting they shyt lit up.
14
16
19
20
25
30
And all the numbers in between.
Why?
Everybody isn't innocent but still why?
I feel for parents like I have a child of my own. I cry about shyt that ain't even got shyt to do with me. Because I'm around it I know it could easily be ME or someone I love.
I pray for these nikkas every night like they my sons just to hear the same fukkin shyt a few days or a week later fukk maybe the next day.
Don't nobody fukkin care about shyt no more. I see lil 6,7,8 year old shorties walking round hustling people and running the streets. Where the fukk they CARE giver at?
I'm tired of fukkin caring when it seems don't nobody else do.
Wanna yell RIP say "that's fukked up." But what you did to prevent the shyt.
I see a bunch of adults worrying about the next dikk they can jump on and p*ssy they can get into but you not making sure your seeds good out here.
I just typed myself into a headache my shyt pounding now.