I tired of these evil policeman
Arresting all my Neighbors kids
Three o'clock in the morning
Some of them getting shot for nothing
I blame it on their father's
Trouble is many of them can't be found
And the one's that are in prison
For being at the wrong place at the wrong time
I'm almost ready to join their Mother's
Marching in the streets and looting
Department stores I need a new television
I was going to but then my pistol was stolen
As well as my cellular phone
And my Grandson was beat up in the park
For just having to take a leak
And forgetting about the gangs
and not going alone and being white
Forgetting that all his friends are of mixed races