Where I'm from, brothers get judged everyday
Metro SC, interpret the ecology of the way we behave
Intellect in retrospect gets overlooked
For the criminal bound heartless unshook
That turn into crooks
Instead of taking out the knights with their rooks
And take in the knowledge
That was learned from high school textbooks
But some out here, have trouble reading
But don't hesitate to pick up the liquor bottle
Knowing it isn't mind easing
I'm sick of young girls thinking they grown and independent
Call themselves mother material, when they ain't even lived yet
The pressure to snort, sniff is far from design
But no one acknowledges the ones in the right frame of mind
You know something's unique
When your uncle, who was in jail
Tells you not to visit your Grandmother's street
The isolation of yourself, may seem painful
But it's better for your life, if you only could see the strife
That would come in the future
But too many only see the present
Not knowing one mistake
Could make you a convict or a street peasant
When will the philosophies
Ever turn into prophecy
I don't know
That's why there's no end
To the overlap of the ecology