16 on Death Row, Death Row That's where mothafuckas is endin' up 16 on Death Row Dear Mama, they sentenced me to death Today's my final day, I'm countin' every breath I'm bitter ‘cause I'm dying, so much I haven't seen I know you never dreamed your baby would be dead at 16 I got beef with a sick society That doesn't give a shit And they too quick to say goodbye to me They tell me the preacher's there for me He's a crook with a book That mothafucka never cared for me He's only here to be sure I don't drop a dime to God About the crimes he's committin' on the poor And how can these people judge me? They ain't my peers, and in all these years They ain't never love me I never got to be a man, must be part of some big plan To keep a nigga in the state pen And to my homies out buryin' mothafuck