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I wrote this soooooo long ago. My friend Jill liked it, and I just felt like posting it haha.
Male: telling them stories ‘bout them rappers,
All this violating discriminating all that hating,
Most of ‘em just little boys from the hood,
Female: (Hating then too) Telling their stories like some legend,
Still in that Ghetto Solitude,
Both: (Chorus)
This is a ghetto solitude,
About the straight up black in me,
About the stories from the hood that’ll never make it,
And those trying to get out of their

Male: I hear them yelling ‘Black Power!’
Then why is it we’re pulling down those better off than us?
They think it’s this race against that,
Haha,
It’s the one against the same,
Can’t we be together in one big mob?
Not some separate spots in this tainted world,
That’s why we’re always on the TV with some kind or shooting or the other,
Because they just can’t get it right,
It’s not about the ghetto you’re in,
It’s about the ghetto in you,
That ghetto solitude,
( Repeat chorus)
Female: (Bridge)
I remember being this little seeing all the boys in the street,
I remember being this little saying that won’t ever be me,
I remember being this little singing myself to sleeping tears,
Now I made it and I still remember the ones that brought me here,
And they keep bringing me back to that Ghetto Solitude,
(Chorus)
Male: Now this song may be over,
But that don’t mean life has to stop,
You can still change,
Make it yours,
But don’t you ever leave your Ghetto Solitude