Murder of Mankind

He said, “Man, I only run these streets, I’m the boss of my band, And the king of the beats, and Ain’t nobody ever higher than me…” Agreed his crew, who also had no type of degree. Roaming the streets, throwing the dumb gang signs, Keeping locals home, stuck, confined. Murder around every corner No signs, feelings of a mourner, Only money on their mind, The murder of mankind...