Oh you a gangsta now?
Let me guess cause you got those "hard" tattoos
Jordans as shoes
And blow more green in your in between time
Oh you a gangsta now?
Cause you fight a little bit
Stay on that corner and quick to pollute your nation
With the wicked ways of degredation
Oh you a gangster now?
Cause you roll with a clique
To weak to stand on your own
But there validation gives you the courage
To steal without hesitation
Peddle drugs with no reservation
Take life as quick as a minute passes...
Well I hope those tats come with teflon
Cause while you out here playing the don
There's plenty associates that'll aim at your head
For your place just to save face with a few so called good men
I hope that corner has insurance or at least comes with benefits
Cause as past gangstas before you predicts there are only two outcomes present
Lifetime in a 6x8
Or 6 feet under while your soul patiently waits the outcome of where it will spend eternity
I guess this is what our forefathers gave their lives for
For this ignorance of the so called gangasta

I remember when we were young,
The soft tread snow held us close,
we ran through the woods,
dressed warm in cross-stitched clothes.

I remember when we were well spoken,
Tiny oceans passing on giant sails.
the sun was a sign of promise,
the moon saw us dancing by hotel rails.

I remember when we were cautious,
the lights were dimmed in eyes,
the lamps turned low too,
a crumpled heap of office ties.

I remember when we were addicted
hands stained with gasoline and ash.
Burned lips that clung together,
victims of timeless youth and cash.

I remember when we were worried,
short stories and family,
strewn together for comfort,
I looked at you mirrored as if happily.
I remember the end,
I remember when we were happy,
I remember when we’d had enough,
I remember love.