Treasure Island

Clarence Williams

(May 19,1980 / Washington, D.C)

Rap sheet black male


Born with a rap sheet (black male)


      I'm young black male my destiny was already  chosen for me, from birth I was hit with a unknown rap sheet that was not completely complete but it was entitle I would do wrong, can turn out to be true and false, then false could be an understatement then I'm hit with a silent charge for lying from birth I was hit to become a failure first. I was hit with low self esteem being hit with out a dream meeting tag team lock up and my mothers fits saying your never going to be sh** just like your father specking of which who is because that part of the problem, I cry aloud for the right assistance to assistance me if know one come I see my self a statistic, sell drugs being lock up label as a thug looking for love creating five to six little face, leaving bad traces of my dirty of hurt to whom was there for me how do I love when I don't no how to love myself/ and how do I produce good when I was taught this is being man! ! ! ! !

         For give me!  

Submitted: Wednesday, March 20, 2013
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