I am from a lost world,
where this place changed my life
With one bullet,
a place where there was a man with
a dream to protect
his family.
I am from the hood where the
Ghetto becomes rich,
but yet so poor.
I am from the place where RED was born,
from where Bloods wonder the
streets ready to shoot and kill.
From my uncle’s jealousy came hatred
over my father’s happiness.
I'm from the days where tears
Never stop coming,
where darkness and hatred were born
inside me.
From the bullet to my heart
Where those shots that blew him away
never heal.
My scars will always be forever
deep bleeding inches.
From the heart to my head,
l love you, dad,
But things were done for a reason
r.i.p.