Whoa. Hammond, it's a trip. Chill, like life, ya know?

I stroll down Calumet Ave, feel the vibe.

The streets whisper secrets, real quiet.

Holy, Hammond Civic Center sits tough.

Saw it on a foggy morn.
I love the old brick buildings, man.

Downtown hums like a secret tune.

Umm, I hang at Riverfront Park.

River flows slow, steady, almost wise.

Kinda like "Once Upon a Time in Anatolia" - time slows, deep, real profound.

"Dude, the water, so endless..." echoes in my gray mind.
Sometimes, I chill near Whiting Ave.

Bright murals hit me, zap instant awe.

I may be a relax guru but I'm fired-up sometimes.

Heck, traffic on Calumet can make ya mad.

Yet, every corner holds intense calm.
Found an eatery on Broadway St.

Food so loco, flavors pop insane.

I once got lost near Kennedy Park.

Yeh, even chaos feels like art.

I remember, bro, the rain, steady, like endless beats.

Man, enjoy the moment - it's pure real.
Some spots? Like the old railroad overpass,

A hidden gem, found by accident.

I get chills, think "yup, life's real."

Natty feelings swoop over every turn.
I gotta spill: 14 typos cuz I'm in rush - so, here they are:
Whoa, so Hammond is wild.

It’s gritty, tender, pure heart.

Each street sings quiet epics.

It’s a maze for minds, souls.
There ya go, friend.

Peace out.