Corona14• Show poetry

ima cool ass person 1nce u get to know me,im 110% real aint no fake in me,
i tell it how it iz im 1 hard headed mofo,i grew up ina kill or be killed neighborhood in california called richmond N Northern Cali,i hada grow up pretty fast for bein a youngster,i started gang bangin N 5th grade didnt have much of a childhood,
my memoriez are given out ass whoopins gettin my ass beat jumped stabbed 3 times and shot in my back 8 times funerals,i gave alot of blood for my turf alotta tearz
smokin weed juss to keep my mind tame,in and outta jail puttin my family thru the bulls*** that they didnt deserve,in my neighborhood it was u join a gang or u get jumped beatup robbed picked on by the gangs so if i wanted 2 have backup
friends i hada make a sacrafice,but when i got shot 8 times in my back,2 punctured lungs my spleen hada be removed i hada holes thru my liver and 1 thru my kidney and my pelvis was cracked n 3 places and worst of all i was paralized from the waist down it took that much to open my eyes,when i was on the ground fighting to get a breath out of my lungs every bad thing,every mom i made cry,every person ive hurt flashed b4 my eyes my grandma and my mom was my number 1 concern,i thot 4sure i was goin to hell n that scared me strait i didnt wanna die i realized who was there 4 me at the end and it was my family,not my homiez who claimed theyd take a bullet 4 me,at the end nothin matterz but saving ur self,ive seen alot ive been thru to much to fake it,my pain comes out in my poetry,i write alot i dont gangbang nemore N im halfway crippled cuz i have 2 bullets in my spine so i read alot and i write alot too,my grandma always told me i hada gift and that pain brings out the poet,i want my poems to be read]everything i write about iz stuff ive been thru or stuff that i feel inside, so lemme know how u feel about my poetry,thank you