Stakes is High

how do you survive in tha suburbs or tha hood ? where now there's no peace , no happiness , no good ? drugs on every corner , liquor on every block . mixture of both equals enemies getting shot . mentality of a war criminal , took more shots than subliminals . never went to school & tha killings weren't accidental . no given fucks , anything for a buck & only heard stories of that thing called luck . summer times are crazy , tha heat makes fighting ladies & on tha south side of town things are far from a daisy . if ay head aint in tha game , pay day is a shame . walk down tha block & no one knows ya name .