If you can make it through the night, there's a brighter day.

I bring truth to tha youth tear tha roof off tha ol' school.

I smoke blunt to take the pain out and if I wasn't high I'd probably blow my brains out.

Rollin wit a posse full of paranoid drugdealaz!

And in turn I'm hostile guess you could call me anti-social. Niggaz shakin like they caught the holy ghost when I approach em.

I finally understand / for a woman it ain't easy tryin to raise a man / You always was committed / A poor single mother on welfare, tell me how ya did it / There's no way I can pay you back / But the plan is to show you that I understand / You are appreciated

Things change that's the way it is.