Statistics (feat. Invincible)

I know you've been hurt (Man, you don't know nothin', man)

By someone else (Yeah, whatever)

(You don't know nothin' 'bout me, man)

I can tell by the way (Yeah, go ahead with that, man)

You carry yourself (I gotta do what I gotta do)

I, I (Yo)

I got my middle finger up, and it's nice and high

It's just me against the world, and I'm down to ride

On anybody who oppose and they claim they want it

I got the Ruger on my side if you think I'm frontin'

I'll take it back a lil' bit so you can understand

How the land of the free make this type of man

I got a coked out mom, alcoholic father

Who walked out when I was ten, like, "Fuck it, why bother?"

So now my attitude is like, "Fuck it, why bother?"

I stay blowed off the kush to even think of karma

"Clothes, bankrolls, and hoes" was the best slogan

That I lived by, next to, "I got you open"

I'd have gave up hope, so I start acceptin'

That my life ain't shit without a Smith & Wesson

'Cause when the sales get slow and them pockets empty

I'ma squeeze on a semi till the clip's empty

Just like Mr. Simpson, your boy's guilty

I'm the environmental product of this great country

'Cause of the violence I stay vibrant

I'm one of the last dudes you wanna see on the live tip

Either the grave or the cell's what I'm headed for

'Cause based off of the statistics, I'm prepared for it

Either the grave or the cell's what I'm headed for

'Cause based off of the statistics, I'm prepared for it

She was livin' in the city with the most geographical space

Most abandoned buildings, murder cases, and annual rapes

Like goin' on to climate cold, highest unemployment

Try to swim instead of sink, but economy wasn't buoyant

Poignant observations of the chief of police

Appointed by the mayor who betrayed you

Like cons in Donald Goines' lit

Backdoor deals, 'cause the chief is on the boards

Of the new prison and it greased his palms slicker than some ointment

Evert life has got about as much a chance

As surviving this circumstance as guessing Joker's coin flip

Made an appointment and she met up with the welfare

Office tried to get a bit of medicated healthcare

But they had her jumping through the hula hoops

I guess some help as hard as tryna pull a tooth

Her heart, it wasn't bulletproof

For the youth, but the stress was speeding up her aging, so

Kinda new wrinkles 'round the grey hair ratio

In the winter with over four feet of the whole waves of snow

House on foreclosure, now she out with no place to go

So free your mind up, this is a reminder

The United Staes incarcerates more than they do in China

We only five percent of all the world's pop, but

It's twenty-five percent of all the world's locked up

So I wonder how to break the cycle, will it ever stop?

If we see people as numbers and we make 'em a check box