You don't know how you make your family feel To do the things that's real, say the things you please They say you're in cocaine, oh 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 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 dumb To hear you're in the slums, existing just on crumbs They don't know the jaws within, that you share with your ghetto skin You're tired of rich happenings You don't know how you make the society frown To walk the streets in town, they'll laugh there goes the clown They say you're looking slim, oh you should 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 www.*** or www.*** or www.*** or www.***