Big City Life Kills

I wake and stare at the people outside my window at night. Boy do I love this big city life. I sometimes ride down to the park on hot summer’s nights. Just to watch the hoochie momma’s shaken their thing all night. Damn, I love this big city life... I hang out with the boyz on the corner at night. Boy do I love this big city life... I did my first ride by the other night. Boy do I love this big city life... My girl just had my child last Friday night. Boy do I love this big city life... We celebrated her birth by getting high. Then all of a sudden I was the victim of a ride by. Now, here I lay in the trauma ward fighting for my life... I had now become the latest victim of this big city life.