Kickin' at the curb strollin' mothers bay

Little naked kid it's where I used to play

Dad paints the house on the stereo

Reggae music plays and it just goes to show



You can't shake what you've been sold

Roots so deep I can feel the fold

Had not a clue that my mind been mold

Now I've gone and done what I've been told



I can't trust no man because of those days

I can't trust no man I can't trust no man



It don't bother me that I grew up this way

They way it was coulda blew my mind away

A scale of dope a couple bars of gold

No man got my trust over my control