juveniles won t smile vows are reckless sexless raceless souls unrespected hooligans and street urchins lurkin doin hoods a neighborhood s worst person raises and the pushers and perverts butchers cut like cold cuts the mind works wise or weak on the weary and the wicked plagues a city street swell in evil fitted man verse man the haves against have nots house a kid for grips leave him in his socks precedence of decadence is put out scramble hands full of merchandise he got out tooken taken a picture of figured strife subsisting on the minimal fruits of life attitudes are skewed from the right pile introduction of a character problem child problem that i can t fix kids makin bids cause they re products so what you still get left with a donut no such luck in the scam to make paper skiddin off the edge ya portrays a faker fakin the plans like the plans of mice and men lands a man a chance of one to ten but the man ain t enough to legally drink and guess what punk your shit still stink now you perp the role the role of frank nitti he ain t a hero cause he landed on the roof of a chevy so play the life of untouchable the fast life the wrong life and so much for the criminal times but time rollin in reverse i wanted to be older before i saw a hearse take the weight off my boys who are buckwild the life and death and times of a problem child problem that i can t fix problems problems of the prodigal end up on the page of periodicals a pinnacle mess movin blocks to sell blocks under locks and keys no g s clocked he strays like a pig who don t fly straight in the pen playin foul and third rate take a step back and meet your maker see play your maytag statistic on paper philosophy not of a giver he s a taker later words turn to dust he s the traitor sells you out for a quick fix dime drops got a chip on his shoulder without props a bad seed leads himself the stray way puttin off evidence of judgment day judge not the culprit or pull the file the life and death and times of a problem child  problem that i can t fix i step careful into the next frame lame you re just a stunt playin a sex game i start to wink you think he s on your hightail frail you re shallow as you swallow up your bare sale tail stickin out like a bumper to a maxima taxin a brother for a fee to get sex in a wetbed sheddin your gear like a snake does a skin begin to get slim as he s sexin you in he moves deeper asleep is what you thought he was but he went bolo so low you felt and that s because the minute he got in and violated you and became ill treated you just like a flush n fill the next crisis you re ice is clearin off your mind cause you re playin life from the cd of behind time to wake up can t you see that you re robbin wild file this style as another of the problem child problem that i can t fix 