Dzaek the poetic up on this written thing

Dzaek the poetic up on this written thing,
Ain’t faking just doing my thing
Poetic stature rhyme the kids nature
Pause n take a picture, think of that future
Look of a good preacher, though hood is my big teacher
Look at the streets nigga, those lights are gettin’ realer,
Bumps are getting bigger, life’s being a thriller
Devil on the trigger, evil’s the dream killer
So hold on the bible build strength on ur faith
Streets corrupted the bible, homie hold on ur own breath
For those who’s like me, streets are all we
Am doing my own thing just to breath free
Coz I din’t choose the streets this streets chose me
I hurt who get hurt but pliz don’ judge me
Just take a look at me n don’t ignore the implanted intuition
Coz I live my life in close confusion
Trying to achieve my street corrupted ambition
Started with wanting to be a neurosurgeon
Din,t try to get there coz motivation was never near
Had a vision but couldn’t seen it coz my air was never clear
Growing without pop what a man could I be
growing with the hood a hoodsta is all wanted to be
but thanks God for that best mum
more thanks to her am the good blood I am
great words of wisdom I got from her to penetrate my year drum
make my life a movie watch it on a big screen
it may not please you coz in a way it ain’t clean
but don’t judge me I learned from what I’ve seen
most of those around were evil so I live as I sin
preach to me I ain’t yet deaf
I repent n I try to live brave
Make my people smile before I lay in my grave
Coz to see u smiling is something I really crave
So mum bro n my lil son dre
j-lyn n all my homies remember me when u pray
coz my luv is yours each everyday
no matter where I be no matter where I end up
I’ll always think of u and keep my head up
Dear Lord always forgive me n never leave like my biological pop
Be with me and keep my motivation at the top