All We Know Is The Struggle

As the world turns, the game stays the same,
When despair and anguish hit you look to us to blame.
What you call the “hood” we call home,
What you call unruly behavior we call getting in the zone.
They show us killing and dying on TV,
And the perception is we are animals and this is what we are meant to be.
They put drugs in our homes, and get mad when we try to survive,
Trust me its more to us than money, dope & homicide.
You see a 16 year old kid with a gun on his waist and ask why,
You must understand, where he lives its either ride or die.
Where we are from blessing tend to overlook us,
But you don’t care just another body down ashes to ashes dust to dust.
Its pain down here, mothers’ tears are falling like rain,
Don’t judge our actions until you witnessed our pain.
Are we wrong for living this way?
Environment dictate living and our environment leads us a stray.
Show us a better way to survive,
Understand that most of us are just trying to stay alive.
You preach education, yet its an institution that has been proven biased and not needed to succeed,
You show us rappers, ball players figuring that’s all we need.
We are products of circumstances,
Unlike others, we are rarely allocated a second chance.
All we know is the struggle,
Its why we keep our mind on the hustle.