Is a poem referring to the ghetto..
Living in this community
In which one day I might die
My hood is your hood
And your hood is mine.
Seeing gun shot smoke in sky
Bodies all over the place
Yellow police tape surrounding us
And the innocent confused face
I walk the streets everyday
Hoping all of this will stop
But this is where I live
And a cop will be a cop
Living in this community
In which one day I might die
My hood is your hood
And your hood is mine.
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