I'm from 502 a place that isn't safe

 People dying everyday, and there is no escape

 I’m from 502 where in order to be accepted you have to bang red and

 Blue or sell drugs after school

I'm from 502 where you got to keep a hammer and im not talking

About a tool

I'm from 502 where if you don't go to school your considered a fool

Where being cool is a must

Where people hate on you when your doing good

Where most of the deaths are young kids

I'm from 502 where your acceptance is based on your score on snapchat or how many likes you get on instagram

Where the jail cells are full of teens instead of adults

Where the streets are stained with blood

Where people die over gang signs and colors

Where people are stuck to drugs like glue

But there's nothing we can do that's just the city of 502