desires only asked for through the weak/
we wish for what we cant gain through the streets/
these wishes become our only goal/
so we start from the crumbs as the bread unfolds/
even though we always meet a dead end/
we still push through cuz' our dreams have been cushioned/
by the time our dreams get crushed/
we turn to the gangs and these other ordeals that might help us/
we put our trust where our mouth is and we let it play out/
no father figure, no mother to trust the words out our mouth/
so we succumb to hate n' dying love/ we let our guns
talk for us/ and don't care who gets caught up!!!