It's strange how everyone want's to be a thug
when the real thugs don't want to be a thug
this is nothing to joke about
when one has to live without
I simply can't comprehend
how someone crooked intends to win
living each day somewhat afraid
of all the people you've cheated or the enemies you've made
Man don't you know it's better to forgive
because sooner or later somethings got to give

It's strange how everyone's afraid
of all of these teenage killers we've made
remember that neighborhood child that's unwanted
that's the same kid now with the warrants
for his arrest on sight
you know the same kid left alone at night
don't you remmeber he's the one that got shot
while standing on the corner slinging rocks
and you may believe or you may not
but now he's the player that's running the block
the same man pimpin all the hoes
the same predator your daughter can't tell no
when simply all it took was a kind word
to stop this child from growing into a ...Drug Lord