ten with problems

i'm going crazy

losin my mind

i'm contemplatin murder

even drawin the chalk out line



grippin this gat

all about pullin

this trigga

and killin this kat



sense are dull

numb to the situation

i'm young, dumb

and full of frustration



he's crying

sayin sorry

druel spittin from his mouth

shakin and chatters

pissin so much

its likes he's got two bladders



i'm holding the weapon tight

hopin i control the urge

but i twitch to much

and the feel a sudden surge



not looking back i run

trippin over trash on the street

kickin some bum



i get to the house

and sneak in a window

just another night life

being ten yo

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