Street knowledge poverty 101 poetry

Not every smile is trustworthy
All them hidden agendas are phony
Fake faces tell lies with sad alibis
Quick to ask for anything to wanting something in return but will torch you with fire and let it burn
You got hoodrats that want your guy all cuz
He is too friendly with his eyes got drug dealers
Making careers of weed edible bags lookin for
The next knock or dopehine to snag
Them hoes on the block selling they pussy for
Less than a value of a dollar but get mad at them business men who dont want to Holla
In the hood mothers whom practice no self love live off food stamps and general assistance to go around telling people u should be like me why work when u can get free money some have no choice due to the economy that’s okay as ur willing to not stay in the same mindset it will trap your identity into thinking it’s alright but when your broke living month to month checks them Bill’s pale up and ur feeling like a ship recked
The struggle is real when u gotta look for change to make five or ten dollars to make shit happen so u can make sure u feed ur family
When u have a record and cant get a job due to ur past mistakes that affect ur future
Women and men be humble theres going to
Be alot of rumble in the jungle I think
We can all will make it and succeed where
Their is you their is me not one goal we cant
Reach theirs no education we cant teach