Higher

Never knew in life they thought i wass da baddie,

There was a reason why i gots all crabby,

cos the rich kids made me too saddy, ignance

and the just white kids got distracted by my pigment,

So they approached me from a distance,

started beatin ma soul in that instance,

they thought i was malignance, the ignance,

but in fact i got the girls, and the riches

meaning the money,

back on the beach, my life would be sunny

its funny,

how the middle class get better,

getting through the weather,

lightweight like a feather,

I didn't know what my life could measureup to,

giving me the lively pleasures and treasures when i come through,

and even though I act like a fool,

I wanna apologise and tell ma mama da truth,

but it was the old school,

teaching me all the rules,

of life, they got me to the jewels,

It was cruel