The troubled youth
Walk through a troubled streets
Where troubled speaks
Where troubled paraded on city streets
Of which guns speaks
Where drive by tires screech
In a place where there is no glimpse of peace
Where two warring factions despised detection
A troubled youth
Strolled through streets strapped from head to toe
Searching vehemently for foes
Troubled lingers on corners
With those holding onto burners
A troubled youth
Hunted down by cops like prey
Tension rise as the troubled filled the streets
The troubled became a component of the streets
The troubled were the streets
These troubled speaks through different colours and creeds
The troubled does not seem to ceased
The troubled youth