They Jumped Her…

School was almost out, I was walkin to the bus stop.. 

seen a crowd turn the corner really loud, so they must got.. 

trouble in mind, I paid attention, didn’t rush, not.. 

a minute on the block, 

that’s when I saw the first pop.. 

not gunfire.. but they grabbed her by her bun, dropped…

her to the ground.. stole her Disc man, gave her one clock… 

right to her nose, she ran away showing one sock.. 

I was half a block away, thinking not today… 

there’s 8 of them, a few girls with a lot to say.. 

I walked around a tree.. a girl said he bout to cross the street.. 

I looked at them deep and said man I ain’t beat.. 

then heard oh shit what up *bleep*.. 

turns out I knew three… 

and they were proud of the shit that I see.. 

I felt bad for the teen but couldn’t cause a scene, 

I knew a few in between but these kids were all mean… 

I picked up her shoe, once I passed that crew.. with hope of saying sorry and return it to you… 

I got to the stop and the bus already passed… I’m from a world that’s crass.. so

I threw the shoe in the trash.. 

immune to the trouble and it wouldn’t be the last… 

I used to share this story laughing, wow I was an ass. 

Drug Wave (poem)

I’ve seen them go from driving with some gold chains… 

To using their brain to score a little cocaine..

One chain gone, the second gone with no pain.. 

now the car gone where the fuck you gonna go main.. 

back to the corner hit the dealer with a note sayin.. 

let me give a short and I got you when the dough came..

couple dollars in now you owe’em more than ur paid… 

You duck it or you face it either way you’re catching your fade.. 

they caught em with a dull blade.. 

the deeper cuts got no aid.. 

got so infected that they had to cut his whole leg… 

these stories, they have no age,

Won’t even get a whole page… 

in a book of rhymes with no strays ..

dedicated really to the vein game and the nose slaves… 

drugs came in waves and surfed the cities to their graves…