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Do You Care


Do you care that I grew up in the projects

Do you care that my teachers told me making it in professional sports is far fetch

Do you care that 21 years of my life my friends and family that were murder is over 27

Do you care that when things are bad I just daydream about dying and being in Heaven

Do you care that I am a father with no kids

Do you care that I am the youngest in my family but the only male so I have to act big

Do you care that I wish I was rich so my friends that got killed kids can choose a different track

Do you care that in the hood our first bit of money is the trap (hustling)

Do you care that my God brother lost his mom at a young age

Do you care that he is mentally unstable still and no one can stop him from going on a rampage

Do you care that the drug dealers feed the kids

Do you care that the drug dealers get kids to take their charges so they don't have to do their own bids (jail time)

Do you care that the cops are living wreckless

Do you care that the cops tried to leave Leon Ford breathless

Do you care that Leon Ford still faces assualt charges on a cop

Do you that the only crime Leon committed was at a stop sign and he failed to make a complete stop

Do you care that Leon Ford is one of my best friends

Do you care that it's his word versus the cops at the end

Do you care for what I care for

Probably not that's why I don't open up to anybody I'm just being careful

 

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