Then I Became Addicted
To The Drug
Called CRACK COCAINE
I Became Insane
Seeing The Police
The Crooked Cops
When Does It Begin
When It Stops
I Will Be Better
Smoke Filled Cadillac
At The Stoplight
Mac 11 On The Seat
Blood In My Eyesight
Listening to The Beat
Ready To Kill
Rather Than Be Imprisoined
These Are The Lives Of Thugs
I Have Envisioned
Heaven For A G
After What The Gangs In South Central
Did To My Family And Me
They Actually Worked With The Man
To Carry Out The Plan
U C
You & This Poem
I FULLY APPRECIATE & UNDERSTAND!