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