A Night In The Hood


i lite my pipe as i turn on the light

i see cockroaches running

my pipe a glowing

as i hear a mouse eating

it is very cold because the heat ani’t working

i ani’t joking

another hit on the pie

i see icicles on the windows

a smoked filled room as i

see snow outside on the ground

i hit the pipe again

we just can’t win

just another night in the hood!

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