These folks is killing for less money than they can borrow 
Create and you will sorrow for families left feeling hollow 
Then the son of a gun victim fleshing out his anger 
Coloring cartoons of strangers who getting strangled 
And the daughter let a stranger, the school call him a counselor 
Do some dirty things, but he promise that he would counsel her 
Baby momma can't identify the man that killed him 
It's the same low down dealer that she always get her pills from 
And the son is getting older, streets is making him colder 
But his momma's out cold, cause she ain't never quite sober 
His sister's 15, but you probably think that she grown up 
'Cause she was with some men, acting way too grown up 
And don't nobody care though, the schools ain't teaching 
McDonalds selling poison, got people working for cheap an 
The military, [bad word] #39;s, or prison only way to eat, man 
It's cold in the streets, let the track bring the heat in
This world's cold like no clothes and snow blown 
Like when the devil take the breath out of a baby's nose 
And the people won't hear more metaphors and word-play 
My sister's sick of stripping, she need hope up in my words, man 
She pull up to the mall where she valet her little Mercedes 
Wishing she had some romance, healthy family, couple babies 
And the gentleman she love, he already got a wife 
So she's accepting her plight, she's a lady of the night. 
And she saw 'em in the park with his daughter, they holding hands 
Arm around his woman's shoulder, he ain't give her not a glance 
She accepts her sad reality, she doesn't stand a chance, 
One woman gets the man, the other woman gets the dance. 

It's a cold world, real cold world 
Jermaine called that thing, man where is we going turn 
lot of people thinking I'm on an hopeless endeavor, nah 
I know someone who can change the weather forever, ever