Street Serenade

Concrete whispers, asphalt dreams,

Brick by brick, buildin' broken schemes.

Hood symphony, played on busted beams,

Where hope’s a ghost, but the hunger screams.

Rooftop thoughts, stars ain't close,

Empty fridge hummin', that's the night’s host.

Truth in the cracks, where the weeds grow,

Past fades slow, future don’t show.

Street serenade, beats that never fade,

Cuttin' through the static where the memories stayed.

Street serenade, nights we misbehave,

Echoes in the alleys, tryna find a way.

Ciphers on the corner, spit fire, no lighter,

Dreams tightrope walkin' on a barbed wire.

Graffiti scriptures, prophets with no choir,

Spray cans preach when the world conspires.

Rain-soaked blocks, reflections dance,

Shadows play tag in a devilish trance.

Kicks scuffed raw from the pavement's stance,

Life’s a dice roll, can’t leave it to chance.

Street serenade, beats that never fade,

Cuttin' through the static where the memories stayed.

Street serenade, nights we misbehave,

Echoes in the alleys, tryna find a way.