Life, death, what does it mean?
Yo, sometimes I have these crazy dreams
Watching the TV, watching all the crazy stuff that happens
Really, it was painful
Look at Jimmy, he was a good kid, he wasn't ghetto
His parents lived in a nice place, a nice tent
Had everything, they treated him like a king
He lived it up like a California dream
He had everything, went to school, got good grades
Was a quarterback, made all the girls drool
You know the type of guy, was popular, had everything that he wanted
But yo, one day, he walked by the wrong crowd
The gangster type dude started talking all loud
Said, give me my dough, Jimmy said no
And I don't even know why I chose to go that way home
But next thing you know, they put a 4-4 to his head
Next thing you know, Jimmy's on the floor dead
I saw his mama cry for weeks, saw the kids roll down her cheeks
Yo, what's sad when you lose your peace?
Weep, weep, weep, weep
Yo, feel all the peace in losin' life on the streets
With a dead lost soul, oh, what good be
I'll weep you weep, weep, weep
I'll weep you weep, weep, weep
Yo, feel all the peace in losin' life on the streets
With a dead lost soul, oh, what good be
I'll weep you weep, weep, weep
Yo, I remember Maria, she was a single mom
Tryna do all she can, it wasn't her fault
She got left by a man, now she tryna raise one kid by herself
She was broke as hell, doesn't even know the meaning of wealth
I think that her son's name is Swan
The only thing that he loved in this world was his mom
Cause when you're broke and you ain't got a dad
I guess love for your mom is all you really have
But one day on the way to get some diapers
Maria heard the screeching of some tires in the gunfire
So she tried to duck and run, but she got hit by a bullet from the gun
All she could think about was her son, but it didn't matter
Her guts were on the ground, all splattered, her dreams shattered
And what about Juan? Damn, he really misses his mom
I'll weep you weep, weep, weep
Yo, feel all the peace in losin' life on the streets
With a dead lost soul, oh, what good be
I'll weep you weep, weep, weep
I'll weep you weep, weep, weep
Yo, feel all the peace in losin' life on the streets
With a dead lost soul, oh, what good be
I'll weep you weep, weep, weep
Now meet Jake, he's a good man
He goes to work every day, tryna raise a fam
Yeah, he's a cop on the beat, tryna clean up the streets
But yo, there's this one kid who thought he was tougher than the cops
One day, he hit the block with a sawed-off
Yeah, he's like, Jake, what's up?
You tried to lock me up last week, but I'm tired of that
So he pulled it out, copped it back, put it to the side
Of Jake's police hat, and I pulled the trigger
Now Jake is gone, and his family, yo, I think that's wrong