[Intro: Skit]
(This is not a test, this is the real thing)
Yo, yo man
Yo homeboys, what's goin' on man?
Yeah man, out of sight, coolin' out on the corner ya know
With the fellas and my father walked by ya know
And he looked at me and he said:
"Yo son, you can't be doing this everyday
You got to get outside and get a nine to five, get a job
Or else you're gonna have to move out, man"
Exact man, shit, that's what my pops said man
Right here too man
I've been thinkin' man, I've been thinkin'

[Verse 1]
Don't be at the bottom or in the middle
Life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle
Pay your taxes, people gettin' fired
Depending on welfare, the rich gettin' hired
President Reagan, prices going up
Crime, murder, rape is just too much
(And it's chaos)
You gotta pay your Red Cross
(And it's chaos)
People gettin' divorced!