I WILL NEVER UNDERSTAND THIS SOCIETY! First they try to murder me then they lie to me!
Born through hard times, Ghetto child of mine. I wonder if you have to suffer for your father's crimes.
Institutionalized, I live my life a product made to crumble.
Heart of a solider with a brain to teach your whole nation.
Questions for the lord, why he don't like me, guard my soul, Though my life was hard with no remorse.
The third always speaks the unspeakable words.