Wake up mister Peeps, mister hood, mister street,
mister, I’m saying nothing’s really good
I mean damn did you even see the news?
We got killers in these streets, KILLAS
They’r in our schools
And we ain’t even knew
What they considered cool
Until he went and drew
That weapon for a second
everybody remembered who
that outcast was before bullets
That’s why I’m mourning.
written by: TAP PEOPLES