List of the First Two Lines From My Poems

My ghetto rises from ashy streets To clean malls and suit suites My own rags to famous rear view status Counting coins, chasing chaos, catching corners Being a son of a man gone Heart beating threw life's song Her troubles were well hidden Good woman she's actin' Cast in stone and written in blood Are the ideals of a lost nation? Write souls encompassing truth, lips sow lies in lips to tooth Embodying, fiction in fallacies fueled within society's description, Paranoia: short circuit to madness Walking around freely, Who am I? I’m root of a race and a culture Controversy! Controversy! Is social media's economy