Police Poem

By Johnathon As soon as the block gets hot, they are there before 9 o’clock harassing loiterers, getting locked up cause I pulled a knife out. But if I don’t pull this knife out, they won’t know that its lights out before they turn the lights out. I’m a fool cause I’m not focused on school but if I let the streets see intellect they see weakness see, killing is illegal if I shoot you, 25 to life, but if you shoot me, you go home to your wife. Part II (Peace with the Police) Peace with the police, none will decease from a peace only natural causes. They’ll protect me from guns and let me have fun when me and my duns chill on the block no jail cell, if a nigga act up they don’t let blood spill just a person to talk to, walk up to, to give food. They’d be helping the poor instead of killing the poor.