Worried in a flurry about the clout and kids capping you
 Only thirteen another dream seems unreachable
 Reality's a salary morality's unreachable
 Look at his environment what stimulates learning
 A look in a book or real cash money earning
 Yearning for a fast break papes and all that
 Hard work is for jerks what kind of life do you call that?
 He takes a look around the neighborhood is good and run down
 Last night a kid got gunned down 'cause there's money after sundown
 Wants to get his share so he dares to take a bold step
 Knowing where he's going showing a grill a right and a cold left
 He doesn't need school to act a fool and create cash
 Getting juice like Tropicana clocking a grand and a fan with each
 flash
 And smoke from the flamer gaining game at a high rate
 Now he spends all his time on a climb to a high state
 The Mindstraights
 A brief look around reveals the reason for the Mindstraights
 Conditioned by living a life that's given to find papes
 The only indication of respect success happiness
 And if they don't find that they find stress
 The quest for the look pollutes the young mind quick
 "I've got a target on my back and a gun on my hip"
 There's no peel under my heel and I'm not trying to slip
 He's straight fighting tooth and nail just to get that grip
 He came equipped and flipped on the next one
 Gun to face laying waste or just to test one
 Run scadaddle or battle and show some heart kid
 Or come to where I live and get torn apart quick
 It takes just a second of thought to get a knot or shot
 Or get caught by a rock or be taught
 The rules of respect step the hard not the kind way
 He's baffled when he's gaffled by the judge and assigned days