They Say Pu$$y And Paper Is Poetry

The People Made Me From The Littlest Crack Head To The Biggest Baller So If I Am Bad Its Because Of The Bay And If I Am Good Its Because Of The Bay

Of Course I'm Going To Say "i'm A Thug" That's Because I Came From The Gutter And I'm Still Here!

Sometimes When I'm Alone I Cry, Cause I Am On My Own. The Tears I Cry Are Bitter And Warm. They Flow With Life But Take No Form I Cry Because My Heart Is Torn. I Find It Difficult To Carry On. If I Had An Ear To Confide In, I Would Cry Among My Treasured Friend, But Who Do You Know That Stops That Long, To Help Another Carry On. The World Moves Fast And It Would Rather Pass By. Then To Stop And See What Makes One Cry, So Painful And Sad. And Sometimes... I Cry And No One Cares About Why.

Instead Of War On Poverty, They Got A War On Drugs So The Police Can Bother Me.

If You're A Black Man, They Really Call You Out And Have You Deal With Them.