These kids trapped in a struggle and
Don‘t know where they‘re heading, no
A head full of trouble is all they‘re getting
And nobody knows the suffering they go through
And you wouldn‘t believe ‘em if they told you
trapped in a struggle and
Don‘t know where they‘re heading, no
A head full of trouble is all they‘re getting
And nobody knows the suffering they go through
And you wouldn‘t believe ‘em if they told you
So many songs, so many times
The world had to hear so many rhymes
About how life is for strugglers
Minority groups, kids with single mothers
Young homies turn hustlers, stealing for money
It‘s kinda funny how the crime rate is so high
In suburbs where family ties are low,
‘n suicides on the rise
Oh why, so many die coz in their eyes
The mistake they made,
cant be erased the only way out is to take their life
And if they dont do it sudden then they‘ll do it slowly
Polluting them
