modern day lament...

In the park wit strange & pale faces in a foreign country just a boro away/they was all in front of them but they so use to not seeing ‘em that they didn't even see ‘em/that’s visions view of kid's from the hood/they see Jordan's and failure and adults who prey feasting on their souls while over working and below standard living of pay/lil niggaz throw the word nigga so loosely/lil chicks is niggaz now too cuz that's just like calling her yo bitch/it don't matter bout no color, no hue of brown just lil white niggaz missing from the party now/but we know they think they niggaz too and they insides is brown/the word nigga is a funny word/a nigga like me might love to say the word nigga but hate to see the word nigga come out the mouth of lil young niggaz/shit nigga niggaz in the hood ain't changed/tough sledding in the range while she picked my brain became the favorite imaginary bar of every corner store mc/my patience level is low while puffing crime stopper tree top high high high/in the hood is where I learned to master my smarts, master my fly, master the fear of failure, while mastering my high/shazam a muthafucking lighting bolt shot straight through the sky/my powers include the ability to work out multiple payment plans while chasing my dreams ... Phew ... this might be the realest shit I've written today