老奋

<poem>I remember you was conflicted, 
Misusing your influence, 
Sometimes I did the same, 
Abusing my power, full of resentment, 
Resentment that turned into a deep depression, 
Found myself screaming in the hotel room, 
I didn't wanna self destruct, 
The evils of Lucy was all around me, 
So I went running for answers, 
Until I came home, 
But that didn't stop survivor's guilt, 
Going back and forth trying to convince myself the stripes I earned, 
Or maybe how A-1 my foundation was, 
But while my loved ones was fighting the continuous war back in the city, 
I was entering a new one, 
A war that was based on apartheid and discrimination, 
Made me wanna go back to the city and tell the homies what I learned, 
The word was respect, 
Just because you wore a different gang colour than mine's, 
Doesn't mean I can't respect you as a man, 
Forgetting all the pain and hurt we caused each other in these streets, 
If I respect you' we unify and stop the enemy from killing us, 
But I don't know' I'm no mortal man' maybe I'm just another mortal man. 
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