"Your brothers are going to jail, bullets are raining like hail, and cops provide no avail as you fail to articulate...but the goodness of the world prevails as you sale and inhale a ganja particulate...survey the land and you'll see the desolation...purvey to the man and enable his desecration...celebration of your environment is ironic...the 'hood' is your world though it shields your eyes from it..."
-A. Lewis
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