Karl Daniel - jerome's story

Yeah
Pour a little more, pour a little more yeah
(I ain't really tryna think about it like that though)
Jerome
We hope you make it back home yeah
We hope you make it back uh yeah

Yeah
Straight out the east to the north (yeah)
We made it out of the slums
This to our nigga Jerome
We pray you make it back home
My nigga say he doesn't know
Is he still the same anymore? (oh)
We can't even visit
The jail lines be tripping
We don't even cry anymore

Jerome
Jerome yeah
This to our nigga Jerome yeah
We hope you make it back home yeah (we hope you make it back)
We hope you make it back home yeah
Jerome
Jerome yeah
This to our nigga Jerome yeah (aw yeah)
We hope you make it back home yeah
We hope you make it back home yeah

He went in that bitch as a kid (yeah)
His own mama threw him in the bin (uh)
Man he had to live life like a sin
Yeah his grandma had just took him in
Shit is so crazy so crazy so crazy
Any of us could be in that position
The hood never loved us the streets really crooked
God has forsaken us he isn't looking
He was in and out of prison (yeah)
Ever since he was a youngin' yeah
My nigga Mibo he done took him in
But that's when he stole his own phone from him
How many kids getting fucked by the system?
It's not his fault man you can't blame the children
I blame all the adults who blur all our vision
He went to the streets and that's when he went missing
Missing
M.I.A (yeah)
We your surrogate family we miss you gang (aw yeah)
If we went to go visit what would he say?
You don't have it like us you can't complain (nah)
In the East it get rough and that's where we stay (yeah)
So he had to be tough to not die in vein
Woah
This life for the ghetto
This life for the ghetto

This life for the- (ghetto)
This life for the- (ghetto)
This life for the- (ghetto)
This life for the- (ghetto)
This life for the- (ghetto)
This life for the- (ghetto)
This life for the- (ghetto)
This life for the- (aw yeah)

Straight out the east to the north (yeah)
We made it out of the slums
This to our nigga Jerome
We pray you make it back home
My nigga say he doesn't know
Is he still the same anymore?
We can't even visit
The jail lines be tripping
We don't even cry anymore

Jerome
Jerome yeah (yeah)
This to our nigga Jerome yeah
We hope you make it back home yeah
We hope you make it back home yeah
Jerome
Jerome yeah
This to our nigga Jerome yeah (aw yeah)
We hope you make it back home yeah
We hope you make it back home yeah

Straight out the east to the north (yeah)
We made it out of the slums
This to our nigga Jerome
We pray you make it back home
My nigga say he doesn't know
Is he still the same anymore?
We can't even visit
The jail lines be tripping
We don't even cry anymore

Jerome
Jerome yeah (yeah)
This to our nigga Jerome yeah
We hope you make it back home yeah
We hope you make it back home yeah
Jerome
Jerome yeah
This to our nigga Jerome yeah
We hope you make it back home
We hope you make it back home

Ayo KD bro umm
I don't know if you just heard of the news but ahh
Yeah bro umm fuck
Jerome just got arrested bro
And yeah man
Allegedly like... so many cases against him bro
And we don't know when he'll be out
And I'm not sure we'll even be allowed to visit and shit bro like
Yeah it's a lot bro 'cause fuck man we grew up with this gent now
Now here he is gone in front of us bro
Th streets will never be the same anymore
Fuck
Free Jerome

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Thapelo Madikila

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