Born without a chance in hell

condemned from the womb

on a one way trip

destination: an early tomb

two kids from the hood

two numbers on a chart

she didn't finish high school

he didn't even start

mommy got herself pregnant

to keep him around

but daddy left anyway

and she's findin' out what single motherhood is all about

the statistics are frightening

hte odds are stifling

you may not like what you hear

offspring's of the have nots

and even less

a world of anarchy is here

and we're told we have nothing to fear

(REPEAT)

a few years later

mom and son don't have a place to rest thier head

while daddy rots in San Quentin

with free room and bed

mommy O.D.'s in an empty garbage bin

and her son's picture's on an empty milk carton

while the politicians play with thier million dollar toys

we're losing handfuls of little girls and little boys