Story Time: Suburban Slum

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Coley Xavier

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Welcome to Story Time about this Suburban Slum

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My first time getting jumped was off Eastside Drive
And Wesley Chapel, leaving a party from Golden Glide
We was tryna walk to QT on the other side
We ain't een make it past the Supreme Fish Delight
I had my phone on my ear, shit
I was talking to my patna, it was clear
That I was handling business, and minding mine
It was me and one person
But nine niggas was posted in front of the post office and they knew it was time
They said they didn't have a phone and asked if they could use mine
I said, I'm on call
Then lied and said, Plus it's about to die dog
First nigga approached me and came up off the sidewalk
Pulled the gun out, pointed it straight at my eyeball
The first thing that I thought
Is this can go a lot of ways, but I'm for sure
This won't be the day that I fall
I didn't budge a bit
His other patna snuck and hit me
And my nigga I was wit realized the gun didn't have a clip
So he swung
On the nigga with the gun and knocked em down
Now I'm up and I'm swinging on like 5 niggas around me
Two started chasing my patna, two hopped into the car
Somebody hit me on the back of the head, a little hard
I fell onto the ground, and curled into a ball
And then they started to kick
I thought to myself, F*ck this shit
I tossed the phone
They picked that shit up and they was gone
Shit, they started booking
No looking back
At all the wrong and all the harm that they had caused
And plus I got a bloody nose
So I got up and strolled past this cop
He really was posed to be there
Shit, like six minutes ago
He talked into the walkie talkie and said
Yeah I got a call about some kids getting jumped
With blood running down my face, I turned around
Looked at him dead in his eyes and said
It's me dumb f*ck
I turned back and then I did a little chuckle with a grin
Then wore a straight face, determined to not turn around again
I walked back to the entrance of Golden Glide, it was closed
They didn't wanna let me in, I moved my hand and said
Do you see my nose
You better let me use this fucking bathroom
I walked in and didn't say if I was coming back soon
I'll admit, my emotions got the best of me, I was raging
Somebody had rattled up the bull and opened up his cage
I wish I distributed my anger in better ways
I woulda beat they ass, but factor in they had better numbers in the equation
And I'm outta luck, now my energy runs amuck
And my enemies run aloose, I'm the goose and these niggas ducks
Yo let's take it back to that circle where getting popped in the head was a game
Now they ain't afraid to get em popped
Leave em dead with his brains
As decorations on that concrete canvas
And shit, it's barely making news when it's suicides on campus
See Black bodies are game kill, we just got skulls with no antlers
And f*ck all the people in power that act like y'all can't help us
Reparations are past due, and still y'all ain't felt us
Y'all depriving us of equal opportunity cause y'all selfish
If poverty crimes wasn't a reality for someone
Then maybe they wouldn't feel compelled to rob another brother

Coley
Listen to this, nigga

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