Real, real, real stories

Aaron is so cute, that's what they used to say to me

9th grade, young female teachers almost every day to me

That's when I wore the high top fade and curly frees with bravery

Cause the gangstas say it ain't the way to be

But all of the women hella thought it was savory (mhmm)

In my Guess fit, popular, you guessed it,

Hip-Hop dance and rapper, and the talent shows, I blessed it

Hardly rode the bus home cause I stayed after,

Displayed laughter with the greyed passer

I'm a lay master and everybody know that I'm a bae catcher

Walking home on cloud nine, a hundred percent man about mine

Then I crossed the way, there was a grown man

Stopped at a red light hella on shout time, he said "hey!"

When I looked I was thinking that I hope this person

Ain't pistol happy

Then right before he drove off,

The man blew a kiss my way and then he whistled,

I'm like, "mother-"

Then he sped off, I was thinking man

I wanna tear his head off, then I stopped cause I was tripping

Walking, I was almost home, I kept dipping

Got home, then I asked my mama why did he say hey at me

Instead of hey at a girl

Then my mom just looked right at me and said,

"Baby dawg, that's just the way of the world"

Later that night, I hooked up with two homies to work

On a dance routine

Got it done then allotted some time to holla at some fine

And scan boo things

But when my two homies seen two dudes, hugged up,

Now they really mean to few

I said, "yo!" then something cray happened

One of the homies said time for gay-bashing

The two ran up and attacked the dudes

I don''t know what they thought they had to prove

They was swinging with so much attitude

But I could not deal with all that abuse

I said, "what in the ****!"

Ya done messed up, it ain't peaceful

You know it's F'd up and plus evil

So why in the hell are you doing that to innocent people

Feel so sad, I'm not perfect

Always you feel so sad and I can't see it slowing down

Feel so sad, I'm not perfect

Always you feel so sad and I can't see it slowing down

Sophomore year, man I lost more tears

Cause of people hating people and it cost more fear

My school, it was the stash pot for gangstas with ragtops

You'd get your ass shot, that year we had so many mascots

How could we do no wrong and schools were integrated

How could we do no wrong, racism demonstrated

Better be moving on before I'm eliminated

Possibly use the chrome because I've been degraded

Scratch that, I'm not that cat

I would never wanna keep a rrat-tat in my backpack

Never had nobody to snap at, I'm a class act

But one day somebody had doom

We heard two blacks got stab wounds

And got beat and kicked, white elites and shit

When the lights went out in the bathroom

Everybody was heated, people been mistreated

It's a damn shame that a Klan came and gave a man pain

A misdeed hit cause of skin tone

Them gone to the hospital from my sin zone

Skin domes doing them wrong

You can send home but they been gone

Now everybody on edge

Classroom break to the bathroom seen hood niggas

And they all want heads

Bad moon hate taking that tune

They said to me when the whites come in

We gon' hit the lights and gon' get they ass

I said to all of 'em is this a gag

Nah they wanna break 'em all like Mr. Glass

It happened, the whites en route, cracking

The lights went out, I laid to the floor

Then I found my way to the door

Away from the gore, the hoods came out

Bloody and sweaty, I said that shit ain't regal

In fact that shit is evil

So why in the hell are you doing that to innocent people

Feel so sad, I'm not perfect

Always you feel so sad and I can't see it slowing down

Feel so sad, I'm not perfect

Always you feel so sad and I can't see it slowing

Feel so sad, I'm not perfect

Always you feel so sad and I can't see it slowing