Gangs
Guns
Fighting
Murder
Death
 
All describe his struggle
Day after day
Its the same
He didn’t choose this life
He was nothing more
Than a innocent child
Born a victim to the streets
This is his struggle
 
Gangs
On every block
This is his struggle
 
Guns
Always hidden never seen
Unless taking the life
Of an innocent
This is his struggle
 
Fighting
On every corner
Every alley
In every house
This is his struggle
Murder
Read in every paper
Heard on every channel
This is his struggle
 
Death
Lurking around every corner
Hiding in ever shadow
Waiting
To take the next innocent life
This is his struggle