Lyrics:

[Intro]
When I think I'm the perfect one for this job that needs to be done because I mean, if you havent lived this life, it's like an experiment
You know, my life has been an experiment and had I not been through this experiment then I wouldn't know what happened
You know, most people dont know what happened in the south east. They don't know how you get started selling drugs, they don't know how you get out of selling drugs
They don't know how you can go from being illiterate, at 28 years old, to being as literate as I am now. You know, basically I do law work. You know, like I said, I'm filing my paperwork today in my lawsuit.-Freeway Rick Ross

[Verse 1]
Get a sense of the pain tho'
Any idea what the fuck that it really feel like
The infiltration and destruction of communities of colors
Turn 'em into users, consuming, constantly covet
Accustomed to coming up short, of course, when the rent is due
Dealing with inequalities, lower personal standards
Indecent conditions for living, limited opportunities
Insist for something better than what the fuck you were given
Like public housing and government assistance
A victim of circumstances
No silver spoon in your mouth
Or a father inside the house
It ain't a stereotype when your life is like a statistic
Attempted to do it legally, aint nobody thats hiring
Customer service, minimum wages never inspire
I'm tired of feeling affected, the product of this environment
Where violence aint a vice, it's an intricatal part of life
Well the fit and strong will survive but the meek, we seem to struggle
A plan to keep us in poverty
Niggas don't ever vote so we see political policies
Set in place for injustice
For judge and [?]
And galavant with the D.A
Uncontrollable hypocrites, disenfranchising people that plead for equal equality
Lawlessly laying sentences, send 'em somewhere to suffer in a silent cell of seclusion
Assume a [?] they giving with darker pigment
Petition for peace, I feel I cant breathe
I am swimming in the deep
And they giving badges to killers
Elected officials with bills that passing inside of Congress
[?] cause hysteria, aiming at the incompetent
A lack of education and knowledge, that's what the problem is
Stop and frisk but the reason is biased
It's off of ignorance, fear of someone that's different
Judging off of appearance
Like I know that nigga rolling with a pocket full of stones
He headed home alone, [?] attire he was wearing
Apparent police will profile
This ain't the Land of the Free, there's a fee
Ain't no where to flee from the scene I set, it's obscene
It's insane, we're seeing the same amount of hatred distributed to minorities
But most importantly these legal homicides committed by these people but they supposed to serve and protect
It's incorrect or [?] as I strategize for the rise
Hate [?] lies
We're witnessing genocide

[Outro]
I believe that they felt it was more valuable, to sacrifice, a particular sector, sector of America, and a race of people in America, in order to save the whole country. -Freeway Rick Ross