Intro
Psssshh I guess niggaz don't realize a good thing til it's gone
You know what I'm sayin man?
Runnin around in these streets trickin shit's hard man
You know? But sometimes man
fools be bringin that shit on they god damn self
Verse One
Nappy headed nigga stigmatism at birth
Born to a family of four and so that makes me one fourth
of a dysfunctional home
I had a father who only stayed to see me grown
When I turned twelve he was gone
Alone, no role model
I used to watch my Granddaddy and Uncle hit the bottle
and then hit each other
Granddaddy beat Grandmother, but that's before my time
but I still see how it affected her mind
As a child I introverted, and drew pictures
While my mother prayed to Jesus reading King James scriptures
She used to take me to church so I could put money in the basket
Tell the preacher how she used to get her ass kicked
And me, I mastered the art of hatred
After pops left ran with my niggaz tryin to take shit
Petty theft, I got caught a few times, but bust it
Life is a bitch so fuck it
In eighty-one I remember the night
I covered myself with baby powder, so my black ass could be light
Cause God is white, and Bo Derek is a ten
I hate my black skin, it's just a sin to be a nigga
Then again, I'm like the Frenchman, cause Granny's creole
And therefore, we're black French people
So I think it's best if I go to Catholic school
And study under nuns and then I'll be a Catholic fool
Cause none of these cults want none of us up
and don't none want to see none of us live to be adults, sheeit
No wonder brothers take lives for red and blue
It's the evil that men do
