Babies crying
Mama’s on there tracfone lying
Older child cooking a meal
Ol man walking round singing couldve been in dru hill
All and still
No ones thinking bout much
If its not about some BS they don’t want to listen
Food stamp man coming he buying her whole kitchen
While her 6 babies dying to eat a sandwich
Not much but mama all about the cash
The young girl across the street brother beating her a$$
While the girls with 5 sisters all laugh
And their mommy shooting bad
Without drugs she wouldn’t last
Her babygirl pregnant by her own dad
And nobody trying help they aint screaming
Cause they all know no ones coming
They had no direction no mind to function with
Needed a rode model since they was a young’n
But it started long ago
I just want the world to have peace and happiness you know
But instead half of the people are…
Trapped…
Police take 3 hours guess they hoping that they all be in body bags
Cause like rags they think we want last and Martin Luther King said
We was free at last but it look like to me we aint free until
We under the dirt while they mowing the grass