Verse 1: I apologize to the kids born in poverty Whose elders have perished from heart disease Whose fathers are deadbeat dads Whose mamas are low income and can barely stand To pay the rent let alone doctor bills For them there's no Dr. Phil but see to get two jobs and go strip Both roads a dead end, being poor in America you're less than While the educational system fails us And tells us the unlearned man is helpless Which compels us to turn to hustlers We all need loot, tell me where's the justice? Much as I hate to cry When I think of the slaughter the water escapes my eyes I realize now you're worth your wallet size So for that I apologize Chorus (Sheda B): We apologize to you There is so much we did and do And there's really no excuse We apologize to you Verse 2: I apologize that this nation's still got racists Let's face it, there's hatred and segregation I'm still the n*gger, America hates me Mainly because of how the news betrays me They make me out to be this lazy foul- Mouthed g**ner who won't raise his child That's why the cops always hara**ing us We try to show ‘em ID, they start blasting us They heard too many raps of us where cats'll cuss But on the real that ain't half of us Many of us wanna spit stuff that matters But the labels change you and your subject matters But this is so the kids from the hood can cuss too And hustle like the emcees they look up to Much to our own demise, we are shown to die And so for that I apologize Chorus (Sheda B): We apologize to you There is so much we did and do And there's really no excuse We apologize to you Verse 3: I apologize to the elders who died for us Montgomery folks who ain't ride the bus To the one those racists lynch Standing firm in front of the state trooper Refuse to flinch Unsung heroes were slain for you Be it there should be a big holiday for you And everybody like you who was fearless The dearest to my heart, I hope you can hear this Matter of fact I know you can hear this It's ‘cause of you I could never make N*gger a term of endearment While most of my peers is claiming it's worthless A perfect example of our disservice Purchase our purses and [?] Saying, ‘later with that history, holler back' ‘cause it's all about dough, those dollar signs And so for that I apologize Chorus (Sheda B): We apologize to you There is so much we did and do And there's really no excuse We apologize to you