Lyrics

God?s Precious Child

Verse 1
Four months old and already regretting being alive
Cold white ceiling staring back at him as tears swell in his eyes
Feeling hunger pains that even a grown man wouldn?t be able to understand
No sound in the room except the hum of a rickety ceiling fan
Mama done left
Fed up sick with it
Feels her baby is a burden
Sixteen years old no help from her man and her hearts hurt
Her parents never hugged, kissed, or told her she was special
Whose to blame that?s all she knows
So she treats her kid exactly the same
A sick combo
A young girl?s stresses has a baby boy neglected
Neighbors hear hours of nonstop crying not being reckoned
Morning comes - the same ceiling the same hunger the same feelings of incompleteness
But this time hunger invites weakness
God?s precious child

Chorus
Is it something that I said
Is it something that I?ve done
Why won?t you help me get ahead
Mama I?m your only son

Verse 2
Same precious child but now seven years have gone
No real friends in school
So now he?s learned to relate to being alone
Never read bed time stories so naturally his reading skills are weak
And his classmates make fun of when it?s his turn to read
Though he?s nice and well mannered kids shun him cause he?s poor
Each day wearing the same clothing that he had on the day before
And it?s sickening how such a nice kid can become a victim to that fuck school attitude and eventually start ditching
But it?s hard when you are being dissed over shit you can?t control
When you got nobody to talk to - the hurt darkens up your soul
And you want people to hurt and feel the pain just as much as you do
So you wild out and cause trouble which makes other people hate you

Chorus

Verse 3
The westside of Phoenix is rough enough as it is
Now you got street soldiers showin you love when nobody else did
Could you imagine turning this down as a lonely lost neglected kid
Why not gang bang when those you look up to do the exact same thing
They got them iced down necks
They got them chromed out whips
They got a pocket full of money and they usually fucking the baddest bitch
And you just another one of them hungry motherfuckers that aint got shit
Not caring whether you live or die
So you do things with no regrets
From the drive bys to the drug buys to the beat downs at the club to the other crooked devious shit all in the name of thug love
Its got you locked away in prison caged up with animalized men
Shanked ten times lying cold dead before life begins
God?s precious child