East OaklandI am from a milky chocolatey familythe bacon and eggs in the morning, the country style talk back east, the line of karate helping me win my strength, the cereal in the mornng I don't care much for I am from the trash and the ghettoness of East Oakland where people roam the streets with bags of cans they find on the ground The schools with no kids to bother to go to, not to learn, but to lack around and talk whenever The babies growing up to be real stars, but their Oakland family takes over that big bright star
I am from the family who believes in me,
I am from, Oakland
by Alex |