People these days mentally blind
I'll be walking on the street
And they'll follow from behind
What happened to treating people equally?
I guess that means they're afraid of me
Don't touch that bag and please don't come again
It's all good no need to pretend
There's millions of people just like me today
All you ghetto punks let me here you say
The miraculous line of people wanting everything
Is longer than the line of people wanting anything
The miraculous line of people wanting everything
Is longer than the line of people wanting anything
People these days mentally blind
I'll be walking on the street
And they'll follow from behind
What happened to treating people equally?
I guess that means they're afraid of me
Don't touch that bag and please don't come again
It's all good no need to pretend
There's millions of people just like me today
All you ghetto punks let me here you say
The miraculous line of people wanting everything
Is longer than the line of people wanting anything
The miraculous line of people wanting everything
Is longer than the line of people wanting anything