[Intro: Master P]
Ay ya'll know I'm not perfect
I did a lot of wrong
A man's family I've been changing my life
I'm tellin you you could do the same thing
But don't do it for me do it for yourself
And do it for ya kids
Cause they the future

[Hook x2: Master P]
Let the kids grow, let the kids dream
I was lost I used to hustle in the same street
Let the kids win, let the kids play
If we change for tomorrow be a brighter day

[Verse: Master P]
They call the girls freaks, and the boys geeks
Cause they in school and you runnin from the police
Oh you a tough guy, you got a fat ride
Cry like a baby when the judge gave you five
Oh you a gangsta ya son wanna be just like you
Bet he change his mind when the feds came and dict you,
Oh you a hard head and you talk fast
A real gangsta and hide behind that ski mask
I heard you flipped stacks yea I did that
A brother dead a dozen friends can't get em back
And since I changed I guess they think I got soft
I guess you hard when you dead or locked behind bars
I'm a real G, ain't got nothin to prove
Put down the guns pick up the pens let the kids choose
Let em be doctors, let em be lawyers
Let em make it out the hood let em see tomorrow

[Hook x2: Master P]

[Verse: Romeo]
Got the heart of a lion never needed of prison (uh-huh)
Lost My cousin, now Daunte gone,
Had J like greatnest Moses Malone
Got kids in the pen why they do that crime
Black Queens just stand in wel fare line
So much peer pressure,
Kids smoking weed
I was thought to never follow be the one to lead (yea)
What if Ben Franklin died at the age 15 (age 15)
And we never fel the presence of ML King (ML King)
Life would be a whole lot different no civil right
Will we still be fightin over black and white
What if, parent days never went to school
I know it would never bit to heart to follow the rules
See, life's a gift we don't choose how we livin (no)
I thank the Lord every night I'm still here livin

[Hook x2: Master P]

[Outro: Master P]
Ain't nothing wrong with change
Just think about it
Put the guns down and pick up a pen
You could be killin the next Michael Jordan
The next Oprah Winfrey
The next Bill Cosby
The next Will Smith
The next young child
They could be the next president
Don't hate me
Cause I'm takin a stand
We be alright
If you play you role
You feel me
Befo ya judge that can dip somebody else
Just look in the mirror and ask yourself
What you do