Dear America (Intro)

Dear America I'm only what you made me Young, black and fuckin' crazy Please save me I'm dyin' inside Can't you see it in my eyes? I'm hopeless, fearless on the outside Gun on my side Shit, maybe if y'all niggas build schools instead of prison I'll stop livin' the way I'm livin', probably not I'm so used to servin' rocks and burnin' blocks I ain't never gonna stop Been doin' this shit all my life I'm a lost cause And what about the rest? Don't them suckers deserve a chance? Somethin' better than a shoot-outs, liquor stores and food stamps? Maybe if y'all teach them niggas a craft an' a trade They wouldn't have to play that corner Why'know what I mean? Servin' that yay America, you got a fuckin' problem An' I ain't never goin' away There's about 20 million other muthafuckers just like me Preparations is through, y'all gonna pay --- Dear America (Intro) - Shyne