Me and my family moved in our apartment complex
A gate with the serial code was put up next
They claim that this community is so drug free
But it don't look that way to me
Cause I can see the young bloods hanging out at the sto
Oh you know what else they tryin to do make a curfew
Especially for me and you the traces of the new
World order time is getting shorter
If we don't get prepared, people, this' gone be a slaughter
My mind won't allow me to not be curious
My folk don't understand so they don't take it serious
But every now and then,
I wonder if the gate was put up to keep crime out or to keep our ass in