There are people out there,
Who see us as epitomes of evil.
God help us keep off evil.
I’ve heared about existence of the devil but,
I’ve surely not seen him.
And I surely don’t want to meet him.
When I’m being understood,
It’s like I’m the devil feeding off evil.
Wearing a chain,
A wristband or sporty,
Makes none of you gangsters.
I’ve been wearing this cap for as long as they could imagine,
Then, imagine me robbing your mom of her grocery–
with a knife to her neck when no man is looking.
It’s all in the mind this thug-life thing.
And I wont mind help you clear off all of it.
As you can see my writing is enterprising.