Married people always questionin' why they got married
Single folk, they wallow in the fact that they alone
People stuck in life try to figure where they goin'
Vagrants wander wishin that they had their own home
The rich try to fig ure why their souls are so empty
The broke sit and think the same thing 'bout their accounts
It seems like nobody can ever find a median
Suffering from nothing or sufferin' from large amounts
The police supposed to make a brotha feel safe
If that's really the case, then they really a waste
A college education is "something you must get"
I got outta college ...but I can't get outta debt
Can't smoke, lungs... Can't drink, liver...
Now I'm a clean, sober, stressed out nigga
When I'm not stimulated mentally I feel ignorant
When I think too long I often hate the place my mind went
I'ma start bein a leader tomorrow, but then
If I don't know where I'm goin, aint it smarter to follow?
"Be a leader" ...everybody plants that seed
But just 'cause I'm willing, do it mean I'm fit to lead?
If u like it, u jockin'. If u don't, u hatin'
And I still can't figure why the news got ratings
"Its not about his money, house, clothes or car"
Please, without these, they don't know who you are
Welfare keepin' lazy MFs off the street
but I pay so much in taxes I damn near can't eat
My girl live a hour away, I wanna cry
'cause I can't go see her, the gas prices too high
They told me that teachin' would be a thankless profession
But I didn't know it was gon' be a charity session
I feel like I'm volunteerin'. My check is a joke.
I'm stressin' over the mortgage, but damn, ...I can't smoke
My mortgage jumped up like 300 a munt'
Now how I'm 'posed to cope without a blunt?
...I pay insurance on the 1st, 12 times a year
But when shit happens, them MFs "sorry to hear"
"...we don't cover this ...and we don't cover that"
You know how much they charge when u let the shyt lapse?
What happened to Tribe, Doug E. Fresh and Biz Mark?
Now it's just synonymous crack sales and gun sparks
What happened to block parties and fairs at the park?
Now its happy hours that turn to grindin' in the dark
And that turn to grindin' in the place that you live
And that turn to "naw baby, it aint my kid"
"I was drunk," "it was once," or "how u know that its mine?"
"If you think you trappin' me you musta lost yo' mind!"
When u complain, remember, somebody got it worse
Well somebody got it better, that's what I always remember
I work all week just to make it to the weekend
And what I'm lookin forward to? ...sleepin'.
I could stop now or I coul' easily continue
But folks, I got thangs to tend to
Deuces