Cab drivers wouldn't stop for us so we had to flash our diamonds so they would show love and chauffeur us niggas with attitude and no rules. I mean that's how you all see us so we might as well fit the shoes but trust me our homes are decorated lovely. Some of us actually fall short of the category. Born in the black skin we built from. Like Permanent murals engraved with a tatted gun. I wish you had one maybe then we could stop the shun. Engage in an artistic pun. You know maybe our lessons can lessen. Violence put to rest or to the testing because if we all go out I swear to god ima shoot first blood first mark it down in the history notebook. I spoke first.

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