Four years in some months
And they say we can’t be together
10 to 15 I don’t even want to deal with
Love and happiest they want to take from us
Why should I be mad for?
It’s unbearable.
Smart comments, nasty looks
I guess I even more of a disgrace now
And all you know is that you love me and want to be
with me forever
But nobody can’t see that because they block by the
wrong judge
And I say again why should I be mad for?
Knowing that your lips not on mines no more
I will be damn not to love any more
This heart of min been damage by these ignorant
black robs
And your heart been damage by all these messy fake
hoes
Just realizing that the person you love is getting
taking away by society
This is a tragedy to our love in nobody don’t even
care but us
So, I ask again, why should I be mad for?
I’m mad at the fact that I can’t love you no more
‘Cause this 10 to 15 turn into life without parole
‘Cause you died, because I told the truth
Six feet under and a six by six block
And nobody gives a fuck because they punch the clock
Now, why am I mad?
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