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Raised on cold floors, crack summers,
side-eyes and sirens in borrowed rooms.
Southside called me back —
bricks hot, dreams louder than bullets.
Wore the cloth, crossed oceans.
Vegas heat, Japan rain, island light.
Still hum hood hymns
wherever I stand.