Age 17. Written about a best friend I worried about.
Another damn Mexican
lost in the drug epidemic.
Smoking reefer like he couldn’t get it.
He could’ve been an engineer or medic.
Scholarships for his high high school credits
but circumstances change the settin’
Now only God knows where he’s steppin’
Chilling in the basement with the white kids.
Impressed by what his high did.
Same kid used to lust for science
Maybe it’s his dream dyin’
Maybe he’s too lazy to keep tryin’
It’s another damn Mexican
Now divulging in the Crack Epidemic