You Don't Know

You don't know how

You make your family feel

To do the things that's real

Say the things you please

They say you're in cocaine

Oh, you should change your name

They even say you're insane

You don't know how

You make your teachers feel

To write the things you know

Discuss the things you've learned

They say you're dropping out

You'd be a thief without a doubt

For you it's your heart to stop

You should know how

You make your rich friends dumb

To hear you're in the slums

Existing just on crumbs

They don't know the joy within

That you share with your ghetto skin

You're tired of retapamies

You don't know how

You make society frown

To walk the streets in town

They laugh, there goes a clown

They say you're looking slim

Oh, you should be sweating out in the gym

You even need a trim

They don't know how

It gives you joy inside

To see them run and hide

When bills flow in like tide

They should be walking proud

Express themselves aloud

Not hiding from the collecting crowd

And they don't know

You don't know

You don't know

You don't know