The Ghetto

This is no place for the weak or meek at heart 
The ghetto 
Cultivated from these 
are entities that are far superior that ever given credit for 
Not just killers and thugs 
But 
Scientist who construct new formulas daily 
Accountants  balancing millions of dollars effortlessly 
Sharp ass business men  who could sell the concrete under your feet 
Mathematicians  who calculate numbers in their domes ever so easily  
Gifted souls
All self trained 
Skills aquired 
Usually from years of pain 
Left alone to fend for their own 
From a young age 
No fault of their parents for. 
They too trapped in the same place 
With the same training 
And it hard out here 
Been  this way for
Generations Deep 
The people are not alone to blame 
Most should go to the GOVT
The  ghetto holds
Many tales of failed dreams 
That never get told 
Nazi blueprints  
Built for America's melanin jew
A place they directed our greet grandparents after auction block days where through
After they abolish whips and chains 
Placed in a sess pool 
With memories of the whips and chains 
to self destruct 
Over simple things like 
 whips and chains 
The ghetto 
No place for the meak and weak 
A place cultivated with powerful enitites
Misdirected kings and queens 
 Mangui tribe 
Redirect your compass 
Rise up  
Revolutionize 
Understand there is no ghetto...
It's a state of mind
Open your third eye 
They pillage each ghetto 
Right in front of our eyes
For that's how rich it is 
Filled with 

Scientists
Accountants
Businessmen 
Mathematicians
Artists and 
Musicians 

The ghetto makes the world go round...
Everyone has their own interpretation of the word"ghetto"  now 
But afraid to go there 
And really see how 
We get down 
Most ghettos I know are peace 
A few bad apples 
With a ghetto mentality 
But filled with positive entities 
fighting to get out 
The ghetto....