Jesus piece

I see you are a Gangsta,

Wearing your Jesus piece

your eyes as red as blood,

I see your dreadlocks Rasta

I smell your fear

And witness your paranoia

As you concocted many schemes

to validate street credibility

I see you are no prankster,

how many bodies

saw the Jesus piece before their demise

Their blood remain stains on your Jesus piece

I see you, the black executioner

Your eyes change from red to black

as you fire those hallow points from your 9mm

I shake my head, I feel your pain and dilemma