Epitaph

New Jack City is what he said,

I didn't understand.

Thirty (30) years later, it's a state of mind.

Getting rich, leaving principles behind.

Money and dames, all part of the game

Call it like you see it, they all were lames.

Love the blind? You pay a price

30 to life sure ain't nice.

New Jack City, a mind set you see

Hustling, getting DOE, "How it used to be."

Prisons are full of dudes from set,

Parole denied, no not yet!!

You clap and enjoy, yell, "kill the pigs."

Truth be toild, the dude was a rat....

New Jack City to Boyz in the Hood,

Black drama depicted, but few who really understood.

Sons and daughters, absentee fathers,

Holding it down, it really don't matter.

Smell the coffee, it's getting late

Death don't have an expiration date.

Bend over, spread 'em, ain't you tired,

Justice is blind, don't even try her.

Too anxious to fail, let impatience rule,

Your headstone will read, "Here lies a Fool!!!"

Michael P

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