I was raised in a gang.
With gungs that made a powerful bang!
Anybody can get out.
I attended many more funnerals of loved ones lost to gang violence.
But i wasnt ready to be silenced.
Anybody can get out.
Whats really shocking to me is that i didnt fight back, i couldnt.
It was what i had to do to prove to them i would do anything for them, so i wouldnt.
Anybody can get out.
For me it was more of a survival tool.
Considering i was always taught to be cruel.
Anybody can get out.
I started thinking about getting out of the gang.
Like sudden bells that rang.
Anybody can get out.
I was a bird locked away in a cage.
That was so tired of being filled with rage.
Anybody can get out.
My teacher changed all that you see.
I wasnt used to people being so nice to me.
Anybody can get out.
I feel guilty to this day.
But didnt they say,
Anybody can get out?