Born to a throne, stronger than Rome
But violent prone, poor people zone
But it’s my home, all I have known
Where I got grown, streets we would roam
Out of the darkness, I came the farthest
Among the hardest survival
Learn from these streets, it can be bleak
Except no defeat, surrender, retreat


September 4th, 2009 at 6:02 am
Always appreciate what you have, no matter where you come from.
October 12th, 2009 at 6:45 pm
exactly…whenever you think you have it bad someone out there has it worse than you