[Kanye West] I walk through the halls of the school and it's cool to be known by many for my rapping ability But what about the brothers who ain't got it like me Making money off the trade You could say I had it made Drugs are on the rise And it's not a big surprise You see no soul in a young brother's eyes Trying to be hard by the streets, but the streets kinda hard But here's another factor we wanna disregard Black-on-black is a stab in my back It really hurts my soul when I hear about that