I'M Dead Poem by LoKis White

I heard a blast from a Mossberg 12 gauge
I hit the deck fool don't last in this dope game
I seen my homie run I knew is life was done
His guts explode from the slugs of the shot gun
I grabbed my 9 preparing for this street war
It's a good to die I'm not the one you'll get lord
I refuse to be victim of some street crimes
I refuse to be remember by same chalk lines
I refuse to be a status some the city crimes
I refuse to be a figure in my daughters' minds
I want to live and see at least one grandkid
To get the hugs and Kisses like Elurd did
To do this I must find a way to stay living
In this street game long life is never a giving
Sirens could be heard in the way distance far
JAH I pray they come before the end of this drug war
I was sweating so I wipe the sweat from my head
Yo it's blood my homie man I am dead.