They carry guns
in pockets,
only to protect self,
Cause they’re
celebrity status,
and people hate
on their wealth

They are stars
that shine,
and live
on the fly,
but their are
people
who wait for
them to live
in the sky,

But some people
lose patients,
and get sick
of the wait,
Cause they have
sick minds,
so they
no longer debate,

about whether
they should
go through
with taking another’s
life

They just anticipate
the chance,
and go in
for the sacrifice

Equipped with
evil hearts,
that transcend
to their souls
With a gun
in their hands
as their fire
spark glows,
lying a body
down,
as it catches
Chills that are
Cold,
The chills
from the bullets
of someone
without a soul,
As they look
down
by their toes,
and see
what they have
disposed,
they feel so
bold,

as if they
have just
achieved
such a great feat,
But they are
just lost souls
who live
on crazy street,

and with that
in our world,
Super stars should be
protected from the heat,

But when
the famous
carry weapons,
they just seem
to catch heat,

but they have
a right to
protect themselves
from the wrong,

I understand
that some
who were caught
didn’t have
legal possession,

and they end
up facing time,
cause cops don’t
understand
how much
celebrities are stressing,

In the beginning
they are innocent,
but end up being
the blame,
cause they roam
a place where
people represent
evil as their names,
and that place
is earth,
and until that
place change,
celebrity wanted
gunned down,
or in a mug shot frame

Jason lamorris rivers Copyright ©2009