Black or white
You ask me why I'm so black and white
I'd say sit down I'll explain
You see it's either.....
Night or day
Life or death
Right or wrong
And don't forget the rest
Lives end where street corners meet
Blood splatters so thick on cement like oil paintings
Rivers filled due to tears shed at candle light vegils
Brothers, sisters cousins, uncles
Dreams hendered b4 they could ever begin
You ask me why I'm so black and white
See where im from
Pressure overwhelming weighting down like a boulder
Houses on the block decorated with peircings
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