I’m from east Oakland born and raised
where it’s a miracle if you make it out
at the age of 18.
I’m from a place where women struggle to know their worth so
the only way for them to get recognize it by being ”popular” or
even worse, instead why not buss up and prove everyone who
looks down on you.
I’m from where our young men are dying easily on the streets
being put in a body bag, while it’s either gang banging or just
another kid getting shot over ”gun violence” and we are asking why this
happens, asking for justice and they acting like nothing happened.
I’m from where I speak my mind and wear my heart on my sleeve
and the ”truth hurts” and all I know I got to make it on my own
no remorse because nowadays it seems like they want you to
succeed but on the inside they wanting to see you fail but I know
regardless I got to do me.
I’m from East Oakland where all you see is creativeness and
beautiful people where the younstas go hyphy anytime we
listen to e-40, too short, or even mac dre and there is
no other city like East Oakland.
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