Way of the World Part Two

everybody out for self young kids in the pen facing death and still got milk on his breath first case that hit em he a victim court appointed lawyer b.s him got him in the system and these preteens get more c.r.e.a.m than folgers in high school they high rollers all ways strapped like soldiers I got to deal with mean mugs the c.r.e.a.m from drugs the screams and blood the scene of fiends and thugs cop cars, yellow tape, chalked outlines teardrops from the crying but that don't stop the dyeing trying to get mines without getting got hit me im hitting back I was told to shoot or you getting shot and peace a'int two fingers spreaded it's the steel in your palms threaten to squeeze enemies remain calm but there is no way in the world to beat the way of the world I get drunk and I earl and get in fights with my girl