Misunderstood Kid - KAYDOE

Technology screens, projected false realities, applause to the false prophets
Appalled waist, section 8, avalanche of wrong doing, early callings of the most intelligent
Some cases, behind the bars, through words, either written or documented
Our dimension of hell is different, shifted vision
Us thinking material richness is the language we need to speak
Loud volume of lighting ashes
The same weed we smoke is the same ones that's stepped over
Of mine and your descent
Never knew it would be you, but due to recent activity
Next week is your court case
Never had a plan so you always stayed involved in the streets
Indulged in the sheets, hottest pussy walking
Comprehending the temperature but not the hidden agenda (Hold on)
Crack pot, tongue to the steel, black abyss to the lip
The taste is real for the life of no worry
Stirring product, no cooperation for the system, off the fingers, we flip it in a hurry
To most, the disturbing imagery of our area, we're accustomed to
Dark memories in the mist of having nothing
Dark imagery the news crew sees in their rare visits
Rows of houses symbolic but unfortunately the simplistic, demented corners of our road blocks
Common trends of mothers lamenting over baby pictures
I'm praying you're not the next one
People who embrace no struggle, how you blessed you are to not know the circumstances
Chances of making it out is slim to none, but the chance to see you free, I pray for

Written by:
Khristopher Logan

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