Urban Stories Part 2

The groceries have arrived today
But our food is only temporary because everybody just takes
I hate that middle school is making me into a fool
If it ain’t girls or games I’m simply just bored
Back and forth
We move back and forth
The nerve of them to wonder why I ain’t learned much
I just realized that I’m a nigga tonight it came at me like a rush
This white lady ran from me at a gas station as I approached her
What for I honestly don’t know
I’m just a skinny light brown skinned kid
And she’s bigger than me, was it something that I said?
See I subscribe people to the newspaper
It’s an after school job so I don’t have to rob
Anyways to hell with school I’m skipping classes just about everyday
Truancy over the intercom they calling me to come
With hest I move in to live with my brother
Because unlike living with my mom the drama is none
Drink and drugs
All I see is drink and drugs
I’m hanging out all night with my niggas I’m becoming a thug
I live with a hateful shrug because I’m a victim of not having much
My attitude is I don’t care
I really don’t care
Besides getting jumped or killed I have no fears
My brother stressing on his job but I’m here to hear
If he gets terminated then it’s back to the hood we facing
My cousin came over today he handed me some weed and I felt it
Then he asked me this question, you think you can sell it?
Who would have known this was the only task I couldn’t fail in
But before I made it big my brother asked me to promise I would quite
I said yes
With the feeling that drug selling was out of my life put to rest
Not even I thought that in the future I’d go back
It’s now a fact it’s the first day of high school
But I’ll never graduate
If you asked that's what most that know me best would say