KaranjaNoumbaCrews, Mic Capes - P.O. State of Mind lyrics

We got some new neighbors they be rockin red and blue/ Got a couple cousins, big brothers bangin Piru/ Alberta, Unthanks, Woodlawn's and all that/ Black jeans, Red chucks and P's on they ball caps/ And they all strapped, ready to rumble with the rival/ Bullets tumblin outta rifles when they collide. New victim of homicide, mentality is tribal/ They like soldiers on the frontlines, Hustlin for survival/ Same year that's my cousin's died influence is kickin in/ Should I ride for the cause dog, or continue to hoop in gyms/ See school is kool but sometimes it be too much/ Rather kick it wit homies and then get lit off a few blunts/ The pressures pure, peer pressure in my ears/ Fear the lessons that appear, hood infested by the ill/ Of a white rock, raising stock for inner city youth/ Commercials yellin stop the violence they don't gotta clue/ Momma lock herself inside of rooms, I can smell the fumes/ Don't really know what it is, jus know it ant perfume/ I'm confused, gettin consumed by my environment/ Snoop and gin and juice got me curious to try the sh**/ I been skippin school, breakin rules wit my relatives/ The opposite of blue is what rock around my residence/ Cant get my hands on no dope, I needa stack bread/ Started sellin soap till I got chased by crack head/ Its real tho, lately its been hard for me to feel yo/ Smart kid but gang bangin got appeal yo/ Stuck inside a battlefield, I'm tryna chill tho/ I'm tryna chill tho, I'm tryna chill tho/ I'm tryin chill tho