On my corner of 6th and pine N*ggahs are selling everything from souls to dime bags that is.. On my corner at night, everyone and there mama are ready to fight cause the saying goes..freaks come out at night. On my corner you got young kids selling there bodies for cash... On my corner there are sewers filled with rats... On my corner that i walk pass everyday, you got mah BLACK people asking for change... On my corner in the middle of the day, you got hustler's trying to get paid.... On my corner, you got black men who are ready to steal your young daughters S-E-X.. On my corner earlier in the morning, you got business people trying to kick out the blacks and move in all whites... On my corner... Well i just live on the corner... I try to put back together the pieces...which keep falling apart... But that's just on my corner.... Question-How's your corner???????