The Change Shall Come

 

The change shall come as people say hello.

People come together mellow,

& girls on the street wearing stilettos

While grown women watch as they speak of them ghettos.

They say I keep my game up,

While snakes in the grass see you & be like “Wassup?”

As I sit & watch Kill Bill,

I continue to notice the out-house drink & pop pills.

 

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