He was born out of wedlock,
In and out of the arms of his pop
Who was in and out of trouble
until he got shot.
His mom in-between jobs,
She in and out of relationships
He starts sliding in and out of the house quick.
At school, lessons go in one ear out the other
outside his window he sits to watch the gangsters and hustlers
in and out of new cars
and new shoes
that cash go in and out of their pockets
to keep em looking brand-new.
He's just a youth
so he's intrigued
by these cats with no job
getting money without a degree.
starts cutting classes
then drops out of school
Now his hands are in and out of his pockets with rocks like them other dudes
He's a pawn in this game
that's hard to break out
He hangs out on the block
as this new scene plays out
the decision’s laid out
you in or you out.
Without a doubt he jumps in
scene one fade out.
His moms, she out of his life now
because she's living right now.
She tells him to stop hustling
that's the same path your pop went down.
He can't hear her
he blocks it out,
back on the block where the cops is out.
They staking him out because now he's got clout.
An undercover approaches to buy
he had a notion something was strange
but he ignored it because he's out of his mind,
he's drunk and he's high.
Product and paper exchange hands
PD jump out of three gray vans with guns drawn
"hands out your pockets better keep them high!"
His mom's prophecy comes true ain't no escaping this time.
He's now property of the state
and can't wait to get out but on the outside life doesn't wait
he finds out his woman is late
another born out of wedlock
away from the arms of his pop
who's going to spend the years of his son's life behind the doors of a cellblock.
When will this nonsense stop?
Y'all got to tell me when will this nonsense stop?
His baby is getting older now
starting to crawl
you see youngster out on the yard playing basketball.
You see him out by the three- point line busting his J
with no thought of changing his life when he gets out someday.
He can't seem to think outside of the box
or outside of his block
to spend his life in jail
or outlined in chalk.
Because on them streets you're always outnumbered
prison and death are the only logical outcomes.
But he's way out of control
he's in and out of the hole
is he ever going to figure it out
and break out
this outlaw Scarface complex
Meanwhile his son is without a father
who lives without a conscience
Because it was underdeveloped
enveloped by these hellish streets
I just tell it how I see it
some of y'all claim these words sound bleak
I would prefer if these stories never came out my mouth
but I am going to speak to the madness until my folks break out.