Why?
Why the fuck you mad at me
Fuck you mad at me
Fuck you mad at me
Why the fuck you lie to me
Why the fuck you say them things
If you did not mean them
If you did not mean them
If you did not mean them
If you did not mean them
Oh oh oh

Its the blind leading the blind
While trying to open your eyes
You getting lead to your demise
The bullets steady flying
Niggas steady dying
With a picture so vivid
Even Picasso couldn't provide

I often ask myself whats the meaning of life
So i just put the words on the page
Hope they turn out right
Something like a gamble
Like a black man who kneels
On the field for and rights
And now everybody minds in shambles
Every mind in shambles
Why the fuck you mad at me
Fuck you mad at me
Fuck you mad at me
Why the fuck you lie to me
Why the fuck you say them things
If you did not mean them
If you did not mean them
If you did not mean them
If you did not mean them
Oh oh oh