Friday, April 23, 2010

The wrong turn

To lose ones identity is allowing the influences that surround you to take your very soul. Look what’s happening to your cultural,

Walk to any ghetto and see we all look, talk, smell the same
Is that a Newport ya got for me, funny it was Kools in my day and to think, we were KOOL for smoking them, how many of us are alive today?

Sure the White T that hangs on your body doesn’t tell the real story of years of junk food we’ve consumed, because we know the 7xxxl is just a size away.

Every wonder what happens to all the good intention that these non-profits promise us?

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