It's The Noise Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

I like to think I'm hip and with it.
And up to date with what's going on.
You feel me?
But there is just one thing,
About the violence and crime the kids dig...
I just can't get into and it bugs me out.

'What's that? '

It's the noise. Has anyone suggested,
That the noise levels be lowered?
And maybe they could do it to choose,
Better hours?
Keeping it real between one and three A.M.
Is not convenient for me.