Too Much Poem by daniel gibbs

Push, push, push on through said The Game and The Cool,
Pull, pull, pull that trigga until it makes you breakfast, lunch, and dinner.


What, what, what are you looking for in life cause The Streets has everything to end your strife,

But because you believe in all these things how can you retain all these things that came into your view that like a screw twist, twist, and twist till its all the way through.

The light that you are looking for has already past you and now you have to pack your bags and go on route, so you can find the very thing you pursue,

Because you learned that 6 rings, long chains, and sketchers, could leave broke bones and your life on a stretcher.

Food for thought chicken soup cant help you once you fell cause its a difficult journey to get out of hell

And this all could of been avoided if you didn't use that shell, to bust veins, run hearts till they over bled.