A Poet’s Ballad

[Intro]

This ones a poets ballad
From the darkest depths of a decrepit alleyway
Aka, A hood near you

[Verse 1]
Good morning
I’m welcoming you
In a day of my life, let me walk you in my shoes
Well my hood is
Kind of like the average institution
Of misconstrued students dropping out without a fight
Nothing similar to archangels dropping out the sky
But I’m secluded feeling like that I’m a an angel in disguise
Coz I was different
Somehow I passed the test without revision
Saw flying colours, made the sky northern light like some type of wizard
Speaking metaphorically but they don’t get it
They’re thinking bout the moment, Yoloing I tell them peace
I’m thinking bout the bigger picture how my family eats
They ponder upon beats while I search for a release of stress
Mind is a mess
Meanwhile they’re getting deets
Celebrating little p’s
Buying Gucci for the rave
Popping champagne, yet regurgitate on toilet seats
So they’re living for that moment but that moments never cheap
So if you fit the characteristics of the person I speak of, don’t be shy speak up
The plots about to get deep
Now read on
Walk with me
One crowded night with some Chinese and my co-d
Well I thought he was
Then the beef kicked off I never realised it had kicked off
Next thing I know I was getting beat on
And my ex co-d had fled leaving me against 3
But I’m not angry it was a lesson bout friends and the street
I learnt it

[Hook]
Stories everybody has em I’m just bringing you mine through a poet’s ballad
Stories everybody has em I’m just bringing you mine through a poet’s ballad
Stories everybody has em I’m just bringing you mine through a poet’s ballad
I hope your listening; really hope you’re listening
I hope your listening; really hope you’re listening

[Verse 2]
Let me introduce to my friend Timmy
Timmy was a good guy he use to make pinkie’s
Lots of them, doing bad things for a living
Quick money thick women yeah the hustle was addictive
Had a pure heart but his brain was conflicting, decisions
Making him in two minds of existence
Love over money or money over everything
I guess he chose the second and now he lost everything
That’s a shame coz he had everything nice
Money, friends, respect the wife
And then oh no
Seems like his heart just turned so cold
But we never lost him his numb heart had a slow pulse
Revive him, everybody’s trying
The electrocardiography gave us all false hope
Must be the drugs is he smoking what he sold
I don’t know I was never there nor was I involved
Now lets roll
As a fly on the wall where he was enclosed
With a close friends woman but when I say close
I mean inverted commas I quote
Let the story be told
His ambitions was detaching her clothes
But little did he know that his close friend woke and walked in the room and
Watched it unfold and
In that moment everything had changed
And everybody knew it could never be the same nahhhh…

[Hook]
Stories everybody has em I’m just bringing you mine through a poet’s ballad
Stories everybody has em I’m just bringing you mine through a poet’s ballad
Stories everybody has em I’m just bringing you mine through a poet’s ballad
I hope your listening; really hope you’re listening
I hope your listening; really hope you’re listening