Monday, January 26, 2009

Song Review

by Benny

I was listening to a song about a teenager named William that wants to be a thug. His is a deal drug but he was silver. He had a corrupted young mind in the age of 13. It was his goal to make money as a drug dealer and a gangster.

He had no father and his mother was sick. She would put the pipe down but the next day she was back again, all addicted to drugs. He began to hang around with the thugs and the dealers. He felt a reputation because he could hustle and steal. But like every kid in his hood he dropped out of school to sell weed and that's what the main character did in return. He was the product of his environment.

So then he started steal and mugging people in his projects, just to get in the gang so he started to try to step up but no one showed him any love. He thought he was ready and went up to cocaine and he got addicted and he was tried of the thug treating him the same. They told him that any one could sell drugs any one can shoot some on and that any one can wear a red shirt and conform as a blood and a real thug can stab someone until they die looking at them straight in the eye.

Willy knew that they weren't going to stop until he does something. So they weren't going to let him doing anything. So they were waiting for someone to make a hit and run. One night they were choking and waiting for entertainment. Until they saw a woman and stole her and took her to a hotel and raped her. Willy was first and they all got turns and after they raped her willy was soppose to kill her they had a rag over her face and they gave him a 9mm he was about to shoot when he pulled the rag it was his mother.

I have mixed feelings about the song. On one hand, it's real. It's a tale about how easy people get caught up in the "thug life." It reminds people of how dangerous that can be. At the same time, I'm not sure this is the type of music that kids need to hear. Even if it's trying to explain the dangers, it might be leading kids in the wrong direction.

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