American Gangster

Jay-Z said your gangster aint defined how your jeans fall below your waist, but your gangster is defined how your genes succeed your expectations. Don't know if I can honestly say that, but I'd like to rock as so. My gangster, my gangster is defined as such. Jeans at the waist, genes overcoming waste, genes forming the American gangster...
...I creep and crawl in the night shade, hiding my identity in the flickering neon light. OPEN. Flickering in and out. I despise and disgust in its ugly on and off. Hate it. I recede back into my low hood, pulling my dark black hat over my eyes. I'm only left with my eyes caressing the concrete that faithfully carries me standing aloft over the fiery Hell below me. My jeans carry over my Timberlands, and fold over. The tongue shows itself, and carries me off with a swag as as I gently sway through the alley. My tongue starts flowin off on what I rap in my mind. How my tee wraps around my ass, how my mind wraps around my class, how my tongue folds around my jeans, how my clothes represent my genes, how my genes represents my teen, how my fresh presents my clean, how my clean sends my dirty, how my mind burns my nerdy, how I can't help to think I'm not worthy, how I love to let challenges work me, and how I love to keep to myself and let the light creep underneath me, and how I love the darkness just lurking...
...My genes define my swagger. My genes define how low my jeans will fall or hold at my waste. My genes will stand up and waste all of their expectations. My genes will define my American gangster, my genes will define my phenomenon. No...my genes means me.