Circumstances

Happenstance of two lost souls
Made love like beast
Their caregivers determine prosperity
Or the streets
Sounds of the ghetto made it to the womb
Offspring of the rebellious generation
Indoctrinated by "God said"
Thou shall do this and do that
Nothing to forgive for being stupid
The village raised the children
Now the whole world can give'em ass whippings
Only thing ever read was the scriptures
Act the donkey, blissful in the ignorance
Parental Advisory holds mental capabilities hostage
Music: "let me tell you how fresh I am" to
South American narcotics
Commando and Rambo wrote the street code
Wild Wild West on steroids
You can live comfortably but dont become a figure
We'll let the youths know you just a nigger
In this game you anit gotta be trained
But you gotta have some hustle
Start at the bottom and have index finger muscle
Errybody dirty
Seems hard to keep ya nose clean
Dont care if that's your momma
Her need is my green
See only God can judge me
And its tatted on my neck
"Your honor those are just words in a sentence"
Black lives matter, just like this hunger
Now get your hands up
Love lost finds thug love
Bang if you must, lost souls are welcomed
Just pledge allegiance to these colors
Victim to your own choices
Is it good and evil or your homies voices
Just wanted to have something
Society showed me this
Come back to reality
Its bout that life and its not that easy