Letras
Mr. Robinson, we meet again
What challenges do you face today
You seem conflicted with these addictions
I stand before you a man imperfect
I'm a constant work in progress
Don't judge me for what you see today
I'm trying
We all products of our environment
We products of the hood even if we don't want to admit it
We were trained to love the street shit before we even knew about the real world
You feel me
So do you feel you're a product of your environment
This ain't no sob story
Why do you do the things you do
What do these things do for your happiness