I argue with the virtues of society, everything's gone for a turn to the worse//
My vision is blurred, burned and it's cursed when seven year old kids live in an urn in a hearse//
And I'm turnin' this verse for the father of the son with AIDS that preys//
On the mainstays of the gay parade days and slays, unfazed and raised//
To be a detriment to the community, no hope was granted and he never requested it//
For the baby on the concrete, her chest was hit by the vested kids, a waste of time because nobody invested it//
The drug dealers who continue the cycle of violence, distribute the herbals//
The abusive fathers who grew up in fear and attribute their beatings to verbals//
The police force don't protect or serve, they illicit terror and anger//
Racist facists whose entire basis traces to negro faces, attempt to scare her and hang her//
And the front of the store is the front of the war, the back alleys the trenches//
The tallied defenses, illegal men and women jumpin' fences, then they rally the wenches//
The hookers on the corners serve as testaments to society, it's religiously battered//
The priests nowadays don't provide safe haven, the scriptures they quote are now visciously tattered//
And the sad part is, this is the best it'll ever be, it's a shame to see//
I'm a human being, I guess so, but nowadays that's something I'm ashamed to be..THINK ON IT holla