I grew up in the  Bronx 

Where gang war goes on

Drung  Dealers  sell to crack heads

 

And teen mom raising babies

Old people have no health care

And homeless people have no where to go

 

No family  members to take care of them

Does anyone care

To give  back to the people 

 

Or do you not care at all

You should help these people out

Cause their just like you and me

 

It's like taking  everything you work for

Has suddly disappeared 

When you live in the Bronx

 

You expect to join a gamg

while women are being raped

By the gang that try to run the streets 

 

You become apart of that gang

That raped that mother and took her life

How does one live with what he has done