" Father Forgive Us For Livin’
Why All My Homies Stuck In Prison?
Barely Breathin’ Believin That The World Is A Prison,
It’s Like A Ghetto We Could Neva Leave…

A Broken Rose, Trying to Bloom Through The Cracks Of The Concrete,
So Many Otha Things For Us To See, Things To Be,
Our History so Full Of Tragedy And Misery,

To All My Homies Neva Made It Home,
The Dead Peers I Shed Tatooed Tears For
When I’m Alone,

Picture Us Inside A Ghetto Heaven, A Place To Rest,
Findin’ Peace Through This Land Of Stress,

In My Chest I Feel Pain, Come In Sudden Storms,
Life Full Of Rain In This Game Watch For landstorms,

Our Unborn,
Neva Gotta Grow
Neva Gotta See What’s Next,
In This World Full Of Countless Threats,

I Beg God To Make A Way
For Our Ghetto Kids To Breathe
Show A Sign
Make Us All Believe,
Coz I Ain’t Mad At Cha "

― Tupac Shakur