Lyrics:

You don't know how you make your family feel
To do the things that's real
Say the things that please
Say you're in cocaine
Or 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've 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 down
To hear you're in the slums
Existing just on crumbs
They don't know the joys within
That you share with your ghetto's kin
You're tired of rich happenings

You don't know how you make this society frown
To walk the streets in town
They laugh - There goes a clown
They say you're looking slim
Are you sure to sweat 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