I am going to show you what I wrote:
Gangs make everything bad
No education, devastation, violence
Taking families and making them sad
sorry for your loss
Running after a man and his name was Chad
I look at a gang
Guns, colors, tattooed faces
All I hear is bang bang
Blood everywhere, fear, loss
I wish I had my iPad
Stop me thinking about all of this madness
Looking at all these things just bring sadness.
I walked down the road
Gang on the side
I had a big load on my mind
Thinking of why this happen
I saw an old lady, she was really kind.
The old lady was nevious
Then I saw a gang, we tried to keep our feet on the surface.