in my hood
in my family
it was praised
if you made
a big salary
it was praised
if you had
a "good" job
it was praised
if you were
a good hustler
since we all
served the same
g o d
the one we
trust on the
good ole dollar
but there's more
death in the
office chair blues
the street violence
the diconnected-ness
the tuning out
in my hood
i am scared
i am invisible