1600 Bailey Street

1600 Bailey street

Smell the powder of the gun
3 yrs old dancing in the street

Not on a perp sheet
Braids of sunshine in her hair

Innocence meet violence
Sorry but it’s the wrong time
To be young without gunshots

Bailey street seems sweet
But without a bullet proof soul

Can’t cut between the cars
Or jump some hopscotch

Having to keep looking over my shoulder
And duck for cover

Bailey street is just like America
More guns than people

2nd Amendment is Bible to them
Or someone with a stolen gun

Printing pain on a 3D printer
Ghost gun no serial number

Not even in kindergarten
But welcome to America in the Gun Age