Let’s visit the place we used chase every dream, we may need to go back consider wiping our noses clean
Because of what we see is not soon of what we forget, in order to become better the memories need to stop, before we wake up in a cool sweat
See the sandman, brings us to the attention what we need to know, following along someone else’s strikes, might take you back to the laws of Jim Crow
Where things weren’t quite simple, just like a white teenager with pimples, in school for education but still loved colors like a bag of skittles
The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice, sad to see parents hands tied down over that sorry child abuse, man what a sorry excuse
Listened to the news, I see actors amongst us are still caught up and confused, taking someone else’s life which is their wife, reminding me of Hitler and the Jews
When will it change, will it ever be over, guess that generation rises while I watch the night falls turn colder
People say life changes when you happen to get older, used to talk to my cousin back in the day over life is it bipolar?
Which she is, scared of her own kid, he used to be stealing from the family now his face is lifted off the grid
God forbid anything to happen to him on the streets, I love him to death but love will never save you when time for death meets
Gun to the face let that visual be erased, holding my head up with no further idea to embrace
Straight face in the serious moments that I happen to improve, let it be that I give good all to my family, so all the bad can be removed
Wishful thinking isn’t for everybody to understand, after tossing that penny into the pond paper get thicker alliance rubber bands
So go ask your friends what you show after having no mercy, money might be running water but still get dehydrated when you thirsty