A black man today stated What did a white guy like me know about the projects.....ive lost my Daddy to gang violence , in the Caliope housing projects , 3rd ward New Orleans. was hustling crack before and after school ,like everyone else i knew. . ...recieved my first gun at 10, got shot twice at 15, alot of my childhood pals got shot ,lots died ..... let's talk 'bout a place, Where dreams are shattered, no matter your race. It's not just a color, it's a state of mind, The ghetto's real, you'll find it anywhere you grind. Verse 1: Concrete jungle, where the sirens wail, Poverty's the sickness, money's the cure, but it's frail. Broken windows, boarded-up doors, Hustlers on the corners, searching for more. It's not just a hood, it's a mentality, A struggle for survival, a fight for equality. Chorus: Ghetto, it's not a color, it's a plight, A battle for survival, day and night. From the projects to the trailer park, Poverty's the common thread, no matter the dark. Verse 2: White kids in the suburbs, still feel the pain, Struggling with bills, can't make ends meet, insane. Native American reservations, a forgotten land, Poverty's running deep, a heavy hand. It's not about skin, it's about the strife, The fight to survive, in a world that's rife. Chorus: Ghetto, it's not a color, it's a plight, A battle for survival, day and night. From the projects to the trailer park, Poverty's the common thread, no matter the dark. Bridge: Let's break down the walls, the stereotypes, See the humanity, the hopes and the cries. It's not about race, it's about the fight, To overcome adversity, to see the light. Chorus: Ghetto, it's not a color, it's a plight, A battle for survival, day and night. From the projects to the trailer park, Poverty's the common thread, no matter the dark.