This right here for my Oodles o' Noodles babies His ma' smoked the crack while she was so he can't even help that he crazy He goin' to jail, it's inevitable,
1] I ain't have nobody to me no hope I my momma ain't doin' no coke I used to wish that my daddy was I had a dream I seen him as ghost I used to act up when I went to Thought it was cool, but I really was Wanted my family to to my games My mama couldn't make it she was at work Lived with my grandma, she took me to Really no I wanna go Remember I kissed my in the casket And her was cold I was 4 years old We afford no clothes It was me down Who would think a nigga get a now? Got a judge tryna tear me down All this jail time probably wear me Turn the off in the bathroom Screaming, "Bloody, Bloody, Mary" now nightmares about Candyman With the on me like a handyman my lil' cousin, I'm like, "Damn it, man" Had to see the on a camera, man On the pavement, with his out With the white sheet, he was out ask 'Ye, "Is this a choice?" It was like this when I out What the fuck is you really complaining I know that's never gon' make it out that shit you won't see in the media Poor get and the rich gettin' greedier Lot of daddies goin' back and out of jail Lot of sons growin' up and them This the belly of the beast, you make it out Man, this shit was designed to eat us up And my momma told, "Nigga, it up You gon' end up in prison, sweepin' up" Remember, never believed in us When see us now, they can't believe it's us, no
I think it's how We used to go to school, play And then, next thing you know, you runnin' 'round Glock .40s We ain't never in the police, they was shootin' us
2] Yeah, they called it the projects, put us in projects What they gon' do with us? call the cops yet You might just get at 'Cause they the shootin' us I'm on my mom's steps, it's like a bomb The violence us, I ain't meet God yet I'm on the block where It's just me and Lucifer, look what do to us know we in poverty When I went to court, the judge said, "Meek, you a to society" Huh, you said, you would give me a chance, honor, why would you lie to me? 16 more years of probation, you you gon' get more time on me, huh Whole hood goin' crazy, babies havin' She was fourteen, actin' like she Got by a nigga that was locked up in them cages And the story on, if you make it, you amazing (Word up)
See, I got homie a billionaire And I be to explain to him like If your mom ain't on crack or if she got a job and she doing eight a day And daddy in the graveyard or in the jail cell, who the fuck gon' babysit?