Hell

                      If you believe in heaven, you must believe in hell
                  Let me take you to a place, where my soul once dwell 
                           This was a time I was, eleven or twelve 
                        My place in the world, I was to young to tell 

                         Eyes wide open, witnessing police brutality 
                     Frowned upon, like we didn't belong to humanity 
                   I was selling drugs, so my mother stayed mad at me 
                       It is what it is, so that's just how it had to be 

                       I bought my first gun, when I was only thirteen 
                           I really didn't need it, till this kid shot me 
                      Cops asking questions,but I couldn't turn snitch
                      Because if you snitch, you get found in a ditch

                      Trash on the ground, bottles broken everywhere 
              Little girls running the streets, mothers couldn't comb their hair 
                                 At young ages, having babies 
          Homeless people sleeping on the curb, or walking around going crazy 

                             Fiends in the alley, needles and pipes 
                        Paramedic sirens going, I heard them all night 
                        Screams from the lady above, spousal abuse
                       Knowing she should leave, but still she'll refuse 

                           Imagine how it felt, to walk in my shoes
                        Hearing from people, that's all there is for you
                            Hearing the sound, smelling the smells
                     Some people lived in paradise, I made it through hell