one man s trash is another man s treasure but most men treasure what other men have little is thrown away to the many that will never grasp what the few view as pennies in the grass and underneath the grass are the roots of inequality creating all the bumps we come across in the path and i don t have a green thumb and neither do my niggas and having a money tree is a luxury of class the only ho i know had a flattering ass and when i asked could she dig it she looked at me and laughed see we crabs in a barrel and the barrel was glass so we broke crack was the answer to cash but the question was never asked how we get off the path steady walking in a maze that was built in the last century eventually we ll raise our hands but the teacher is a part of the scam goddamn got me looking for a way out way out way out running down a fire escape to get away got me looking for a way in way in way in got me peeping through your doors and your windows got me looking for a way out way out way out running down a fire escape to get away got me looking for a way in way in way in got me peeping through your doors and your windows i m a product of the environment that i was brought up in material things i m caught up in hustling a product that creates the production a plus then for shackles that resemble circumference my world my word i m running from my block right into your wall street that when i see up close is just a prop designed to keep me cropped outside of the picture that pictures my people in defeat i m cooking up the books like a communist bonfire and tell uncle sam i forgot the receipts he gon call me a liar and i ma call him a thief the jury looking like him and enjoying looking at me at my arraignment screaming all us blacks got is sports and entertainment and a belief in religion as the answer to the grieving believing that the blessed get test and the less get even  got me looking for a way out way out way out running down a fire escape to get away got me looking for a way in way in way in got me peeping through your doors and your windows got me looking for a way out way out way out running down a fire escape to get away got me looking for a way in way in way in got me peeping through your doors and your windows running away from trouble got me running into you running away from darkness got me running into view running towards all the lights running from blue and whites running for you by day hope i run into you by night running for an election to run the country for who run and tell all the news that you run it for something true run it into the ground run it into a tomb run until there is nothing run it until we lose2