Laying In Chalk Poem by Adam Lino Clayton

starting the day with a big fat j.
cursing and slang terms is all that i say.
the streets are my home,
my gangs all i know.
always being tough
keeping emotions unshown.
my territories my rule,
doing drugs and skipping school.
if my mama was here she would call me a fool.
i still stick to my word,
ill always 'rep' three one third.
betraying my family?
thats what my gang heard.
boss wants me to talk,
so we go for a walk.
my world then turns white.
now im laying in chalk.