DEFENDER'S RAP

• Aye yo.
• In my class I saw you, you were the new girl,
• during that moment you changed my world and people believed;
• that you was a nobody but a puerto rican, with elaborate makeup,
• a taste for poetry, indeed, you was talented, you wrote your lyrics with passion,
• I introduced myself and you smiled and laughed; said your name was Andrea,
• then our friendship blossomed instantly and beautifully,
• we exchanged reminiscences of the past, mostly awful times,
• where we had alcoholic parents but honestly you was really misfortunate,
• your father did nothing but drank and your Mother was a Latin Queen,
• it was difficult escaping the worlds you were in between,
• wickedness and immorality was the life I lived; whereas you popped xans.
• and brought it to class; then smoked weed to stimulate your mind, in order
• to cope with problems to express your rage and wrath