Living in the so called "ghetto side"of a very small town
Is where you and me might confide
We got the rapes drugs homocides and occasional suicides
Nothing major about that
But still round here ain't no one cut me no slack
White/Hispanic...damn hard 2 be
Everyone pressurin u 2 be one or the other
Social stress got me in a press
Once with a gun up 2 me
I have no fear within me
U mite say this is an artificial poem
But u don't kno wut I go through even in my own damn home
My parents say they care but they don't
They say they'll do sumthin but they won't
Not so rich and barely makin it
This is the problems and u see me takin it
Don't speak jus hold ur f*ckin tounge
This 4 me has only jus begun
With my best friend by muh side
Das how me an Camille ride
Cuz ya see this is it take it or leave it
If u gon say sumthin bad get out my face
Cuz i don't want ya shyt
And if u gonna rep ur side
Don't try 2 run and hide
Show all dat pride
sho ya true colors
Maybe u mite shine above all da othas
But this i doubt
Cuz u mite be thinkin i'm fake but wait ho i'll run yo ass out
Jus make sure to stay on ya knees wit yo mouth open
Jus wishin that u can make it...keep prayin an hopin
This is me ain't no f*ckin jokin
Not livin all dat ghetto but still havin sum struggle
But i got more respect to go out an hustle
If i got u confused then go back 2 skool
Cuz u so stunned almost made ya drool
But I ain't that stupid ho* that u mite think i am
In fact i'm proud 2 be a b*tch takin this shyt hard as a fast pitch
But until u realize sum peoples struggles
Jus take a look at urself and make sure yo true colors showin through
Don't let a hata bring u down
Keep dat head up and alwayz look straight
But till next time Ashley out
See me lata ain't no doubt!!!
