It's The Game Of Life. Do I

You Know It's Funny, When It Rains It Pours They Got Money For Wars, But Can't Feed The Poor.

If You Walked By A Street And You Was Walking A Concrete And You Saw A Rose Growing From Concrete, Even If It Had Messed Up Petals And It Was A Little To The Side You Would Marvel At Just Seeing A Rose Grow Through Concrete. So Way Is It That When You See Some Ghetto Kid Grow Out Of The Dirtiest Circumstance And He Can Talk And He Can Sit Across The Room And Make You Cry, Make You Laugh, All You Can Talk About Is My Dirty Rose, My Dirty Stems And How Am Leaning Crooked To The Side, U Can't Even See That I've Come Up From Out Of That.

Now The Baby's In The Trash Heap Balling.

It's Gonna Take The Man In Me To Conquer This Insanity.

Can’t Sleep ‘cause All The Dirt Make My Heart Hurt