DEFENDER'S RAP

• Now, when I get back to my hood days, I tell ya, I was a real devil,
• Gee, Im supplementing my income,
• wondering how I could write,
• An evocative textual enumeration and description about this hood life,
• Tell you the truth its raw carnage out here, living here is a good fight,
• I seen a lot of shady people and things,
• Now they wondering what the next sequell will bring,
• Smart, education was my goal, my marks was off the charts,
• I would finally ripple something, bring the sequel and sing, dark,
• Now they telling me "transgender" is a thing,
• Truth be told we used to laugh at those folks and leave em on the corner,
• its 2021 and They still begging, for some change, thats how it be in the hood,
• Little baghdad, you either male or female, inbetweeners get no hustle,
• Now as I extract these realities, it might wanna make you tussle,
• Im just explaining the rough, rugged and raw,
• its the third world reality, y'all can take our trannies, save they asses,
• I was born in the gutter and Id be dying in that fucker,
• So now why the synagogue of Satan trying to sell us nonsense,
• When theres kids dying, surely we got better issues than attacking Gods creation,
• No job, thats why they fly out to hollywood, to be part of the mob,
• I rock vests that leave the best checked, Im a man of peace,
• But everytime I spit truth it just seems to never get through,
• This is hood life man, you see them slums inside?
• Even God himself doesent peer into that darkness,
• Let me know when you evil whites will give back my people what we owed,
• But even if you don't, I find my ways to survive,
• See, you "Elite" but you push an effiminate agenda,
• Gee, I wonder why, you want us to surrender?
• So while you were pushing trannies and dykes,
• I was in the hood trying to last through another night,
• Sweat on my balls, no water in the house, father cursing me with all his might,
• Yeah thats right, life I lived it, we had all kinds of problems and fuckery,
• But me, I worship the true God, and I know he persecutes fairly,
• You really wanna know more? Let me know before I scare theee,
• See I survive but barely, and they still trying to push these bullshit agendas,
• The hood is no place for them white folks, turn ya into right toast,
• You stole enough resources to get your pockets fat,
• While we struggle, rape, murder and kill everything cause we living flat-broke,
• Now watch this gat smoke, softies I might take you out into the clearing and cap those,
• I seen grandmas with no hope, fat ladies hustling dope,
• Buses nearly running me over, tough luck, trying to stay afloat,
• The hood is the place closest to hell,
• I seen the hopeless youth, cheaters, ballers, hustlers, dealers, killers,
• Heck, the way things have turned out, I always knew I could never leave the hood,
• Now I dont bring the hood too many times in my writing,
• See, this that shit that offends the whitey,
• Not even the Lord can save you from the hood.