STUCK
i'm tryna change
but positve results don't exist in my life
angels n devils
hell n heaven everyday i fight
now that i've adapted to the dark
i avoid the light
death is apparent
and murder overshadows my sight
back to drug dealin
back to what i know
because someone said back to the ghetto i go
people with positions of power
who hold your future in their hands
careless if you make it their here
so they dont give a damn
judge by categories
criticize where they feel
replace your fact with their fiction
so now whats real
this world is bullsh*t
with this i have come to grips
the nation is ruled by hypocrites
i just call it politics
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