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You don't know how you make your family feel
To do the things that's real
Say the things that please
They say you're in cocaine
Or you should change your name
They even say you're insane
You don't know how you make your teachers feel
To write the things you know
Discuss the things you've learned
They say you're dropping out
You'll be a thief without a doubt
For a youth your heart's too stout
You should know how you make your rich friends down
To hear you're in the slums
Existing just on crumbs
They don't know the joys within
That you share with your ghetto's kin
You're tired of rich happenings
You don't know how you make the society frown
When you walk the streets in town
They laugh - There goes a clown
They say you're looking slim
Are you sure be sweating out in a gym?
You even need a trim
They don't know how it gives you joy inside
To see them run and hide
When bills flows in like tide
They should be walking proud
Express themselves aloud
Not hiding from the collecting crowd