Divulge the flaw of this generation,
Being in a gang is half these children's dreams,
Put forth to it with full allegation,
However the real dream is not what it seems,
As death and murder always lingers,
Lives of quarrel,
Bloody fingers,
Walk with a swag,
Sugarcoat this life,
Attempt to rap,
Lyricists without the lyrics,
Go in circles blandly like they are spherical,
Waking up in the morning a miracle,
All this to silver line this life,
Add bells and whistles,
Make them seem so blissful,
Just so they can say they are gangsters,
Annoying in society,
To the mouth a canker sore,
What are these lives for?,
Just to live in horror,
To be the new American icon,
They act all hardcore,
Until they get fired on...
