This be the pine throne of the street king
The seat of local gangster learning -
This be the legless resting place to contemplate
The streets daily offering.
These be the scrawls of the courtiers
The murals of magnificence and power
These be the markings of belonging
The local language of righting and wronging
These be the steps of approach and supplication
The concrete path to royal gain and lineage
This is the sky-full palace of light
Mind your manners and value your life.
Begone is you have no business here.