Steel and Concrete
Without any
Bias
Honestly
Look at the social construct of unjust justice
And what do u see
I could say there’s nothing I see
But broken promises and shattered dreams
Or so it seems
From the depth of the penitentiary
Steel and concrete is all there is
For me to see
But this ain’t about me
Not specifically
See
The steel and concrete
Is only
The surface
Look beneath
And I’ll find purpose
that’s tryin’ tirelessly
2 overcome its life changin’ mistakes
Or are they truly
Just the breaks of the slum
Where the conflicts
Of life reside
The ones that come from
The quote-un-quote
Wrong side
That side
Where they movin’ pack after pack
Around the clock
None stop on the block
Chasin’ greenbacks until u get them racks
Greenbacks on top of greenbacks
Racks from the other side of the tracks
Where the so-called killers kill
And the drug dealers deal
Where the so-called robbers rob
And the Grinch of Christmas steal
Murders and thieves
Are societies stereotypes of an unwanted
Community
A Community that only wants equality
With an opportunity
Instead of bein’ misunderstood
Fathers, sons, daughters, sisters
Brothers and mothers
This racially biased society
That don’t see any good
In this community of poverty
U and me
Are the ones usually forgotten
And not accepted by society
As if we can’t change for the better
U and me
What a shame on society
for turnin’ its back on a community
That’s a result of steel and concrete.
Bias
Honestly
Look at the social construct of unjust justice
And what do u see
I could say there’s nothing I see
But broken promises and shattered dreams
Or so it seems
From the depth of the penitentiary
Steel and concrete is all there is
For me to see
But this ain’t about me
Not specifically
See
The steel and concrete
Is only
The surface
Look beneath
And I’ll find purpose
that’s tryin’ tirelessly
2 overcome its life changin’ mistakes
Or are they truly
Just the breaks of the slum
Where the conflicts
Of life reside
The ones that come from
The quote-un-quote
Wrong side
That side
Where they movin’ pack after pack
Around the clock
None stop on the block
Chasin’ greenbacks until u get them racks
Greenbacks on top of greenbacks
Racks from the other side of the tracks
Where the so-called killers kill
And the drug dealers deal
Where the so-called robbers rob
And the Grinch of Christmas steal
Murders and thieves
Are societies stereotypes of an unwanted
Community
A Community that only wants equality
With an opportunity
Instead of bein’ misunderstood
Fathers, sons, daughters, sisters
Brothers and mothers
This racially biased society
That don’t see any good
In this community of poverty
U and me
Are the ones usually forgotten
And not accepted by society
As if we can’t change for the better
U and me
What a shame on society
for turnin’ its back on a community
That’s a result of steel and concrete.
