The black Bonnie and Clyde, committed in crime.
Ride til we die as we try a new life.
Shotty by her thigh, gun strapped to mine.
We crossing’ state lines to pull a bank heist.
No matter how we live, sin creeps within.
The new Queen and Slim, flossin’ them spoke rims.
Blasting’ hood music, the ghetto soul hymns.
Love and passion seen through black lens.
Mixin’ Jack and gin to perform a soul cleanse.
This metal sin spits out hot lead phlegm
We busted in with a rage, she cocked the gauge.
Ready to spray anyone that was brave.
I emptied the safe and we made our escape.
Amazed at the crazed look on her face.
Switchin lanes as we blaze through Cali haze.
Low ridin’ to graves, surfin’ them waves.
Ghetto grace fueled by the devil’s change
Cuz society’s hierarchy had us in a cage.
So this untimely crime spree will last for days.
When I started writing this, I was just messing around writing a rap I was going to share with my friends (No, I am not a rapper lol) I decided to change it into a poem because lately I’ve been dabbling in poetry/spoken word. I haven’t figured out the poem writing secret yet, but I enjoyed writing this, because it’s different from anything I’ve written before. So, feel free to leave a comment and tell me how much you like/hate it! Also, drop a like if you enjoyed it. Thanks for stopping by!