I’m sleepin now, but it ain’t night
A nightmare keeps comin obstructing my sight
A daydream that just won’t go away
I’m ghetto dreamin of a better day
In my daydream I try to catch a glimpse of hope
Looking out my window I see brothas selling dope
Peepin out  on my concrete jungle  hope is hard to see
A nightmare of this ghetto keeps hauntin me
I’m ghetto dreamin that there’s another life for me
I’m lookin down at the streets checkin out  all the  grap going on
Wondering whose fault it is that the ghetto is my home
I keep wishin for a more scenic view of somewhere else I can go
But I never been nowhere else and the ghetto is all I know
Yesterday, no dream, this grap is for real
I saw this little four year old girl get killed
Baby girl got capped while sittin on her stoop
She wasn’t even the one they intended to shoot
On my way to school I don’t know if I’ll live or die
I’m just hopin I don’t get popped in the next drive-by
Keepin it on the down-low, I packs a gat in my book bag
But, I’m no gangbanger and that’s what make me sad
I am just a victim of the ghetto life, tryin to survive
Prayin everyday that God keeps me alive
Cute little honey walking by with a baby she named him Kareem
What’s not so cute is that the gurl ain’t even sixteen
In the ghetto life ain’t so kind
Oh snap…now the gurl trying to claim that the baby is mine
Nightmares of this ghetto keep on hauntin me
I’m ghetto dreaming that there’s a better life for me
But as I gaze out my window hope is hard to see