way back in junior high i coulda swore my name was white boy
 there was all types of ill shit goin down
 between gangsters, thugs and cholos,
 heshians, Asians or insane usos
 well ive got friends black white yellow red and brown

 we would sit there by the river
 listen to the freeway
 just sit and smoke and drink with all my crew
 well now when i look back
 over blue skies and smoke stacks
 it makes me laugh to think ive made it through

 and i hear the birds sing
 when the sun brings out the morning
 and there's everything or nothing i can do

 when i break into my stash
 i remember trailer ras
 and there's everything or nothing i can do

 we would sit there by the river
 listen to the freeway
 and do the things you're not supposed to do

 how to the jump the fence was the first thing i learned in high school
 and i knew this girl that lived just down the street
 (uhhh, ohhhh)
 on the phone the whole day scoring
 and when hickeys got boring
 the neighborhood was filled with pounds of tweak

 we would sit in the recliner and listen to the TV
 and do the things you're not supposed to do
 well now when i look back or i see teenagers mack
 well i think about those days i spent with you


 and i hear the birds sing
 when the sun brings out the morning
 and there's everything or nothing i can do

 when i break into my stash
 i remember trailer ras
 and there's everything in it