The man with everything, how he cries 
Cuz’ he carries the streets within his eyes 
The days he’s suffered show no regret 
They have made where he has been so he can never forget 
His innocence was stolen by the ways of the ghetto
Trapped by the streets without a possibility of hope
No father to guide him, his mother lost to drugs
No one to listen, a baby raised without love
He cries in the silence of his minds privacy
Because he was taught showing tears made him weak
Even though he has left his past behind 
Sometimes he wishes he could go back into time 
So the mistakes he’s made could be rethought 
And all the dreams he’d wished for wouldn’t have been
lost 
Now he realizes and has finally come to understand 
That he can’t continue to regret a past that shaped him
into a man