[Verse One]
Sitting on the stoup watching chicken's fly the coup
People troop through the night in groups, I got dice to shoot
Way too late to see this youth hanging on the ave
Plus my little man's mama just told me he's skipping cla**
He on the corner smoking a stog', looking broke and blowed
He opened his soul, said he came to a fork in the road
"Son, I never seen that look in your eye
What's wrong kid?" He reply
"What they teaching me in school ain't helping me to live
It ain't relevant to me. Word is bond
The cla** is so overcrowded they don't even notice when I'm gone."
"Hold on shorty you're speeding, take what they got you reading
Apply it to your life and give it your own meaning
There's nothing out here for you so stop running from school
You're only defeating yourself. That's what they want you to do
It's that simple." Is what I told him, "No one will hold your hand
Count your blessings, not the problems and stay focused man."
[Hook] {x2}
I haven't seen that look in such a long time
I've yet to feel what could become, peace of mind
[Verse Two]