Black Truth White Lies
DJJ labeled on my back, and now I'm thrown into the population of young African American males that are residents of being incarcerated.
They take me away from my family and now theres no way for me to contact, and place me on probation and now the government will never get off my back.
Throw bait cars in my city, setting us for failure tempted to carjack.
Flooding the streets with drugs, so young boys can feel the life of dealing crack.
Now we just out here stating facts, that you'll always be a dropout selling drugs, and joining gangs if the color of your skin is black.
Why us???

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Good question, Khyle17. Nice write.
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