I’m back in the ghetto
Nothing’s wrong with that though
I rather like feeling secure behind
Unlocked doors
Nothing s changed
Save me I’m the stranger on the block
Where I use to do jumping jacks
Throw rocks and hop scotch
Hear shots where I got shot
where babies multiply
With daddies dead like flies
Nothing’s changed
Save the Asians looking at me strange
Handing me my change
Reading the headlines
Blame it on OBAMACARE
In the world of politics
Does Obama Care?
I stand there in deep thought
While the sticky finger crackhead
In the orage beanie is stealing everything
My guard are up I will not let them fall
Walking down this dark hall
In the mini strip mall
Where many fall prey
To life every day
Dying from brain decay