How is it....

How is it...
that a child living in the hood
could find ghetto life exquisite
because the hood has a way of twisting
the dreams right out of a child's mind

Causing them to think like animals instead
of humankind...
As the second hand of time unwinds
How many wolves in sheep's clothing can you find

Like picking them out of a "Where's Waldo" scene
got wolves hiding in  plain sight..busting
out of the sheep's seams

As the light that lights our youths lives
is shining like a cracked flashlight beam
as Nicki Manaj and Jay Z verbally spin webs
of deceit ....
Got our boys thinking its cute to sag there pants
Got our girls parading around like finely packaged meat

Ochocinco heads buts his wife...as Travolta's
son mysteriously looses his life

Tragedy in the world has become common place
as now we taste this witches brew ....laced
with a bloodline base thick as skin ....that was
eaten off that Florida mans face...

Strange energy is moving across are American Lands
As politicians stab us in the back...
still smiling while wiping our economy's blood off there hands

As the U N starts dropping food on the Sudanese refugees
I ask is this all we can do ... this I can not conceive

Our humanity has been lost....and somehow
it must be retrieved.
If the statement "In the land of the free"
is ever to be believed