Unspoken Words of Life

phases pass the day when i was young i was happy and hate was a feeling unborn colors where just colors fight where with pillows people had cuddies drugs were things to stay health cigs were candy sticcs problems were with parent death was playin dead life was full of joy as i grow older the hate ignites colors are your gang claim fight are with guns and knifes people have stds drugs are things that get you wealth cigs are cancer sticcs problems are with the police death is ur homie getting killed life is full of pain