There’s something wrong
With the kids in my neighborhood
They always listen to music
They disregard civil disobedience
They’d rather do what they’re told
They don’t drink or fuck off
They sit home, and read, expand their minds
There’s something wrong with
The kinds in my cul de sac
Their always goin to church
They dress well and they’re
Speaking articulate
They show eachother respect
They’re never late, don’t joke
Or break rules
They eat right, study hard
They like school
There’s something wrong