One day
I went out my door
Two men grabbed me by the throat
Mixed up with another guy
Couldn’t fight
They were way too stong.
Beat me down
Threw me in the trunk,
What the fuck is going on?
Why do things like this happen all the time?
They took a left,
Then a right,
Hit a bump.
The other day,
Walking down the street
Four men carrying bags of cash
Ran me down
And then they lost a bag
And i was happy until the cops showed up.