Slum King

 We rise from Adam with the thoughts of ruling our world not our folks,

The negligence of our folks we pray not to repeat, but we lack the wisdom of how to go about it so we fall hard, Crippling the very hearts that has made breath a free gift to you.

In an attempt to reevaluate the life our folks lived, we get strapped to our youthful self discovery and endanger our future without realizing what our actions meant in past,  creating injuries in the hearts of they who are ready to bleed for us without knowing it is what is.

A foolish child brings sorrow they say, but sometimes a foolish one is the luck of a society. Depends on what foolish you decide to  play though.

Part. 1.