It Was Just a Dream

A father deal's on his streets
One of the customers was his aunty
It only took a couple weeks
For him to gain attention
The dealer goes to his apartment
His girl tells him the kids are starving
So he's goes to the bodega
To put something on the table
But he's being watched undisclosed
The plan is get his money and go
So he's followed back home
As he unlocks the door
And as he goes inside
The robber's about to slide
He likes to take his time
19 minutes go by
His shawty cooking on the stove
But there's a knocking at the door
It's like his kid knows
Something is wrong
So he goes to another room
Before the door is opened
His parents are at gun point
His mother crying and screaming
His father begging and pleading
The kid grabs the gun from the drawer
The kid is ready to blow it
The robber and him meet eyes
It's about that time
To figure out who'll be firing
The father has no time to decide
2 bullets leave the barrel
But 3 bodies hit the floor
But only 2 bleed
The robber looks up to see
The dealer on top of him
The bullet he jumped in front of it
The dealer knows he's paralyzed
He cries the name of his child
But there's no response
The kid has 4 minutes til he dies
The robber looks traumatized
Seeing the boy's dying eyes
Who do you call in these trying times
But I wake up haphazardly
Realizing it was just a dream