Young man, thirteen, running the streets
Living his dreams of being Nino Brown,
And a grandmother, who pleaded the 5th
A baby brother, who needed him
His little sister, believed in him
He needs to slow down
Then what happened next is something we see on a movie screen
Then his days as a nigga came to an end
Police found him in a pool of blood, clinging onto life
That boy looked up and he said/

Tell mama, I'm sorry, I was wrong (I was wrong yeah)
Tell mommy, I'm sorry, I was wrong

Young girl, sixteen, running
The same streets, living her dream of being Foxy Brown
And her teacher who, tested her
And an uncle who, molested her
Heavenly father still, blessing her
She just chose to play around
Then, the pain was just too much
Then, we are just living today and dying tomorrow
Said a prayer,
Then closed her eyes
Nodded slowly, then said wait God before I go
Tell my mama that I'm

Tell mama, I'm sorry, I was wrong (I was wrong yeah)
Tell mommy, I'm sorry, I was wrong

Somethings you can change
Somethings you can't
Somethings will never be the same
Some people cry
Some people fly
Which one will you choose in your life?
Mama you were right all along
Mama I was wrong
And another young life's gone!