HoodRat

Call me a little Hood, But I'm not a Rat I know the ins and outs and whereabouts Intellectualism from my books added to my street smarts In love with the streets at thirteen, But before you stands a college girl anticipating a degree It's more than surviving; I'm striving for it all. I define my success. Not you, or the politicians, or American organizations giving me a clue.. of who I should be, Because I refused to be oppressed And addicted to the chain of recognition Where only green matters Where hate responds And white supremacists are on top Call me over the top because I speak my mind See I'm a little hood But I'm not a rat. Looking for cheese might be something like a routine Since its been deprived from me Living poor with a simple goal is what was expected of me But here I stand with power in my hands Power of demand Wanting it all back From the respect, dignity, and ancestors land Native American in my blood Hate in my veins Love in my heart Confusion in my mind Because there was no control in my rugged path No remorse on my behalf, Just the corner source to fulfill my needs. Chillen on the block, Playing and dancing, My stoop was the spot, Glued to the scene, I love my block. Call me a little hood, But I'm not a rat. Scuffs in my path, Pretty memories envisioned with deep sincerity, You can't comprehend what these streets did to me Took my gold and turned it rotten, Except before it happened I didn't know my worth So i was left stranded to do as I saw done Still I appreciate the circumstances in which it all happened Because of it I've grown to acknowledge the damage Call me a little hood, But I am not a rat. From a hard knock life To the hustle unseen Dare to say I'm mean Hungry isn't even the word Never on a diet, I love to eat My enemy is defeat So take these words from my lips, Read it and weep. They say I should cover my face for my ghetto ways that have brought me to shame But I hold my head up high with my ghetto ways that have given way to who I was and am today. How could you not understand why I love what these streets did to me. There is no describing me with an ignorant derogatory; Call me a little hood, but my name is Sincerity.