as the snow flys on a cold and gray Chicago mornin a poor little baby child is born in the getto and his mother cry cuz if there one thing that she doesn't need is a nother hunger mouth to feed in the getto pepole don't you understand the child needs a helping hand or he'll grow up to be a angry old man some day take a look at you and me are we to bind to see do we simply turn our heads and look the other way well the worlds turn and the hungry little boy with the runny nose plays on the stree as the cold wind blows in the getto and his hunger burns so he starts to roam the streets at night and he learns how to seal and he learns how to fight in the getto then one night in desperation the young man breaks away he buys a gun steal a car he tries to run but he doesn't get far and his mama cries as a crowd gathered an angry old man face down on the street with a gun in his hand in the getto and as the young man dies on a cold and gray Chicago mornin another poor little baby child is born in the getto...