[Verse 1] It's like they claim that I'm violent Just 'cause I refuse to be silent A fire hydrant, be waitin' on the corner Be like Snoop Doggy Dogg Smokin' up all the weed like a stoner People dying everyday, they be mourning 'Cause they so paranoid, they be storing You tore out the rhymes But you didn't tear out my head I know that there is more to be said Again, let me stay inside as I spray The worst thing can happen to be a stray Things can only get better, I'm sure One day I hope that they'll find a cure I bet the rich be plottin' for more The government is in debt They can't even feed the poor Life is like a fuse in a car One day it can go out inside a bar Some things are so annoying I can go KA-BAM It's like I have PTSD from Afghanistan I need to cool down this fire with a fan I used to have a homie named Stan Until the day that he crashed it up He drank up too much Tanqueray Out the bottom of the cup His body couldn't handle it He didn't even drink that much [Hook] Even though I'm out in the street I can still feel all of this heat But inside I'm still a little high When I smoke on the weed (yo) You know that's just how it goes Down in the ghetto [Verse 2] You can't even survive or even stay alive But that's just how it is It takes 25 years just to raise ya' kids But the next thing I known I couldn't even be grown out on my own Best believe, I didn't know which way to go Left or right But I know that I can get help From my rhymes 'Cause they so outta sight It's like, when you're high You wish you could fly But I know that at least once I tried to cry 'Cause I couldn't do it It's like when you on the block And you couldn't shoot it f** man, you blew it I don't even know what to say Except when you wanna be smoking On that dank Kush I couldn't feel my legs (yo) I don't even know what to say Except that are you a f*g or Are you muthaf**in' gay? [Hook]x2 Even though I'm out in the street I can still feel all of this heat But inside I'm still a little high When I smoke on the weed (yo) You know that's just how it goes Down in the ghetto Even though I'm out in the street I can still feel all of this heat But inside I'm still a little high When I smoke on the weed (yo) You know that's just how it goes Down in the ghetto [Verse 3] Last verse, (yo) My homeboy back here He make all his money stealin' out yo' momma's purse Except he didn't know that in his last roll He would be out in a muthaf**in' hurse Cause they all in a hurry To be buried everyday My homeboy came out the closet he was gay And you know I be smoking this hay (yo) (yo) I don't even know what to say Except when the bullet hit my back And I got an attack I couldn't feel my muthaf**in' legs [Hook/Outro]x2 Even though I'm out in the street I can still feel all of this heat But inside I'm still a little high When I smoke on the weed (yo) You know that's just how it goes Down in the ghetto Even though I'm out in the street I can still feel all of this heat But inside I'm still a little high When I smoke on the weed (yo) You know that's just how it goes Down in the ghetto