SOMEONE HAS TO CARE

Out on the streets,
Where I grew up.
First thing they teach us,
Not to give a f&^*.
That type of thinking can’t get you nowhere.
Someone has to care.

I feel like I can’t take too much longer.
It’s too much lying,
And too much frying.
I’m all cried out cause I grew up crying.
They all got a sales pitch I ain’t buying.
They trying to convince me that I ain’t trying.
We uninspired,
We unadmired,
And tired and sick of being sick and tired.
A living in the hood where the shots are fired,
We dying to live, so to live we dying.

-- The Roots "How I Got Over"