Words of a Ghetto Child

Father forgive us for living
Why all my homies stuck in prison
Barely breathing believing that the world is a prison
It’s like a ghetto we can never leave
A broken rose given bloom threw the cracks of the concrete
So many other things for us to see
Things to be our history so full of tragedy and misery
To all my homies that never made it home
The dead peers I shed tattoo tears for when I’m alone
Picture us inside a ghetto heaven
A place to rest finding peace in this land of stress
In my chest I feel pain coming like a sudden storm
Life of rain in this game watch for lead thorns
Our unborn never got to grow never got to see what’s next
In this world full of countless threats
I beg god to make a way for our ghetto kids to breath
Show us a sign make us all believe