Born into the Ghetto feel like I'm stuck at an inevitable pinnacle
I'm talking about the mental shackles That we tackle
everyday hard to shake the sustainin' principles
Laid since the slave trade stuck as a maid
In this game **** shame things done change
The **** ya gotta do just to get some fame And make a name
Rituals become habitual it's a miracle if you make it out as a survival
Of the fittest are you hearin' this?
Still can't believe I've made it this long christen the ****
To meditate my intellectual flowing on
What's goin on? I'm cruisin' to Donny Hathaway
cleansing my pathway
Of my wicked thoughts that try to stay or come my way
But I know good got to come
Luxury dreamin'
Cogitatin' my moves sippin' on Foursquare ***

Once the sunsets death begins to cirumspect
Lookin' for another brother to put in check
No respect is given too many victims followin'
Styles of a gangsta imagery fairy tales
While them ****** livin well and makin' records sales
You stuck with a ****** case soon to dwell behind hell in a cell
From Families baby mamas in a nutshell
now your kids gotta wave behind a glass shield
Pain so compelling you can feel
Ya soul filmin' like a movie reel still
Tryna find yaself but can't find yaself
Stuck at the crossroads tryna shake the death
Yea mentality starved couldnt handle the pressure
Instead he let the grim become the pitcher
Fast heat now he sound sleep
Because he became the catcher

Rest in peace lil ghetto boy