Police Poem
By Johnathon
As soon as the block gets hot, they are there before 9 o’clock
harassing loiterers, getting locked up cause I pulled a knife out.
But if I don’t pull this knife out, they won’t know that its lights out before they turn the lights out.
I’m a fool cause I’m not focused on school but if I let the streets see intellect they see weakness
see, killing is illegal if I shoot you, 25 to life, but if you shoot me, you go home to your wife.
Part II (Peace with the Police)
Peace with the police, none will decease from a peace only natural causes.
They’ll protect me from guns and let me have fun when me and my duns chill on the block no jail cell, if a nigga act up they don’t let blood spill
just a person to talk to, walk up to, to give food.
They’d be helping the poor instead of killing the poor.