like is still the 90s

Im kicking like Is still the 90s Im looking around can nobody find me Im looking for help Can nobody help me Im trying to let you know that I’m really sorry I remember being young growing up in the ghetto Bald headed gang bangers in the streets together Southern California so you know is nice weather Ever since I was born they been here for ever Graffiti on the wall And crime was endeavor I ever really got it That shit was kind lame Growing in the hood always fighting for a name At the end of the road stuck in a dead end Loyal to a game that ain’t loyal to them But that is the life that you live In the streets everyday Im trying to tell this kids You gotta stay away It ain’t worth giving your life for something so lame Is better for you to stay in your own lane Get your own money Baby do your own thing Put the weapons down It ain’t worth to gang bang All I heard at night times it was bang bang bang I use to wake up at night Same thing again I’ll rather forget about all this things But when I heard this beat it took me back to the old days When the old heads Use to be the hood starts Everybody looked up too What a mistake It shouldn’t be like that It should of been the opposite They were never here help They were never here to be your friend They were just lost souls Out of control No love Broken homes All that It ain’t worth to gang bang foo you better know that Stop all the nonsense Carry your crosses God really loves you No doubt about it But you too selfish Learn the right way And stay in it and youll be ok I gotta leave for now Dont forget the message don’t throw your life away for something so senseless