Rubber Band Boy

What up yall, I'm a take you on a lil Journey
Through the East Side of St Paul
Welcome to my hood
Pray for my people, Jesus Name

He's a Rubber Band Boy, and He gets it on the Low
He's a Rubber Band Boy, and that's all he really know
He's a Rubber Band Boy, Ra-Ra, Rubber Band Boy
Ra-Ra, Rubber Band Boy
He's a Rubber Band Boy, and He gets it on the Low
He's a Rubber Band Boy, and that's all he really know
He's a Rubber Band Boy, Ra-Ra, Rubber Band Boy
Ra-Ra, Rubber Band Boy

He got that mind for that paper, and he watch'n for them haters
If you ask'n for a front, he go'n tell ya see ya later
Wip so shiny, look'n like a wet gator
He dat player, on dat lean, gun black like Darth Vader
He got his hands ta da sky, but it ain't fo Adonai
Set through'n up, and he bang it till he die
He be flood'n them colors, in every trap he driven by
He got brothers that died, from drive by, homicides
Since a young man, he been flip'n color crayons
Make a dolor, take a dolor, get it while he can
Ga Ga Gota Stay Fly, something like that Peter Pan
Ma Ma Make money! Make money! that there is his plan

He's a Rubber Band Boy, and He gets it on the Low
He's a Rubber Band Boy, and that's all he really know
He's a Rubber Band Boy, Ra-Ra, Rubber Band Boy
Ra-Ra, Rubber Band Boy
He's a Rubber Band Boy, and He gets it on the Low
He's a Rubber Band Boy, and that's all he really know
He's a Rubber Band Boy, Ra-Ra, Rubber Band Boy
Ra-Ra, Rubber Band Boy

Fa fa five years latter, now he locked up in the pen
He took a plea-bargain, so he didn't ketch a 10
He was pulled over wit a pistol ride'n wit his kin
And a pocket fulla dope, man he knew this was his end
Now up in the pen, man, it's all about them colors
What set you claim, boy, don't kick it with no other
He stayed about his business, putn work in with his brothers
Product come'n in, straight through his own mother
But then they got popped, now no-contact, visitation
And 9 months in the whole, segregation
At a loss of good time, more time he be stay'n
And he chalk it up, to the game, this boy ain't play'n

He's a Rubber Band Boy, and He gets it on the Low
He's a Rubber Band Boy, and that's all he really know
He's a Rubber Band Boy, Ra-Ra, Rubber Band Boy
Ra-Ra, Rubber Band Boy
He's a Rubber Band Boy, and He gets it on the Low
He's a Rubber Band Boy, and that's all he really know
He's a Rubber Band Boy, Ra-Ra, Rubber Band Boy
Ra-Ra, Rubber Band Boy

Now that boy done did his time, now he back on the block
His cuz gave him a pack, and said go get that gwap
It was a zone on G P, and yes it was some crack rock
He did a double dribble, made it flip into a fat knot
His PO, gave him 4 weeks, ta get a job
He said forget that noise, I'm gonna duck and rob
Now he up on the run, and caught some beef wit the mob
They aired out his moms house, killed his son and moms
They caught him walk'n out a store, up in broad daylight
They drove by blast'n, shoot'n everyone in sight
He laid there bleed'n, ain't no help in sight
La La La Lord Forgive ME, was his last words in this life

He was a Rubber Band Boy, and He got it on the Low
He was a Rubber Band Boy, and that's all he ever know
He was a Rubber Band Boy, Ra-Ra, Rubber Band Boy
Ra-Ra, Rubber Band Boy