Kickin' at the curb strollin' mothers bay
  Little naked kid it's where I used to play
  Dad paints the house on the stereo
  Reggae music plays and it just goes to show
    You can't shake what you've been sold
  Roots so deep I can feel the fold
  Had not a clue that my mind been mold
  Now I've gone and done what I've been told
    I can't trust no man because of those days
  I can't trust no man I can't trust no man
    It don't bother me that I grew up this way
  They way it was coulda blew my mind away
  A scale of dope a couple bars of gold
  No man got my trust over my control