What if everybody always loved and never fought?
What if it didn’t matter what we have and what we bought?
What if Mr.Wetmore played it smart and stuck with sports?
What if he never caught a charged and wound up right in court?
I wonder why in school, you are taught to be a fool
I wonder why they think that drugs and guns are always cool
I fly under the radar and your sorrow is my fuel
If you try to cross me leave you sitting in your stool
What if Vegas cops… let Pac live?
I’m sorry if i’m ranting, i’m feeling cocked kid
What if Shyne’s career wasn’t ruined by a bid?
If we live to die then why the heck we die to live?
God and love can save us, but we won’t let it happen
We all insist, dollars in fist, strappin and we cappin
The devil’s looking at us and he’s really fricken laughin
We are praised, the worst of days… Lucifer is clappin