On my side of the track hope is cracked.

The street light is the light that helps us get back.

On my side of the track the hood loves you back but 

only if it's where your loyalty at.

The music is Rap and R&B and every sunday there is 

also a gosple beat on the corner of a church that's the peak.

On my side of the tracks the homeless is colorless asking for the 

same thing and it's ashame we let things like this go in vain.

My side of the track is pain, but it's all fun and games until you get

a ticket on the ghetto train