Oodles O'Noodles Babies

This shit right here for my Oodles o' Noodles babies

His ma’ smoked the crack while she was pregnant

So he can't even help that he crazy

He goin' to jail, it’s inevitable, forreal

I ain't have nobody to give me no hope

I hope my momma ain't doin' no coke

I used to wish that my daddy was livin'

I had a dream that I seen him as ghost

I used to act up when I went to school

Thought it was cool, but I really was hurt

Wanted my family to come to my games

My mama couldn't make it 'cause she was at work

Lived with my grandma, she took me to church

Really no I ain't wanna go

Remember I kissed my aunt in the casket

And her forehead was cold

I was like 4 years old

We couldn’t afford no clothes

It was hand me down

Who would think a nigga get a Grammy now?

Got a black judge tryna tear me down

All this jail time probably wear me down

Turn the lights off in the bathroom

Screaming: Bloody, Bloody, Bloody Mary now

Havin’ nightmares about Candyman

With the tool on me like a handyman

Killed my lil' cousin, I’m like: Damn it, man

Had to see the footage on a camera, man

On the pavement, with his brains out

With the white sheet, he was laid out

Wanna ask ye, is this a choice?

It was like this when I came out

What the fuck is you really complaining 'bout?

I know niggas that's never gon’ make it out

This that shit you won't see in the media

Poor get poorer and the rich gettin' greedier

Lot of daddies goin' back and forth out of jail

Lot of sons growin' up and repeating them

This the belly of the beast, you won't make it out

Man, this shit was designed just to eat us up

And my momma told: Nigga, keep it up

You gon' end up in prison, just sweepin' up

Remember, nobody never believed in us

When they see us now, they can't believe it's us, no

I think it's funny how

We used to go to school, play SEGA's

And then, next thing you know, you runnin' 'round with Glock .40s

We ain't never believed in the police, they was shootin' us

Yeah, they called it the projects, they put us in projects

What they gon' do with us? Can't call the cops yet

You might just get popped at

'Cause they the ones shootin' us

I'm on my mom's steps, it's like a bomb threat

The violence pursuing us, I ain't meet God yet

'Cause I'm on the block where

It's just me and Lucifer, look what they do to us

They know we in poverty

When I went to court, the judge said: Meek, you a menace to society

Huh, you said, you would give me a chance

Your honor, why would you lie to me?

Sixteen more years of probation

You know you gon' get some more time on me, huh

Whole hood goin' crazy, babies havin' babies

She was fourteen, actin' like she eighty

Got pregnant by a nigga that was locked up in them cages

And the story goes on, if you make it, you amazing (word up)

See, I got homie that's a billionaire

And I be tryin' to explain it to him like

If your mom ain't on crack or if she got a job and she doing eight hours a day

And your daddy in the graveyard or in the jail cell, who the fuck gon' babysit?