untitled rap

yo come take a walk wit me
down memory lane where da hawkers be
chalkers flee, blowin bags in da cut
dodge stalker police, flowin bout our common rut
reef easin our minds, relax, relief, but
not all knowin the common thief
the lack of cream is grief...
possession results in dreams beyond belief
depression ends in schemes and beef
expression fails with teams of reef
lesson learned, extremes are brief.
Lets hold stout, stay strong, reroute
Its an old drought, we cant go on without
Rappers controlled they pout, so full of doubt
Crap is thrown from mouths, they rhyme n shout
trap most men in money and he'll climb in clout
Pressure forcin, endorsin, and contortin
weaklings coursin, sourcin n distortin
Labels enforcin, divorcin, abortin.
Rock bottom is hard but it's the only way extortion is thwarted