Black chick, white guy   Does it mean shit, maybe?   I don't know, but yo it never phased me   But either way here's one tail      Of two like that and what prevailed   It started way back in the eighth grade   In the small old town where the two both stayed   He came from a family of middle class      Where everything he did he always had to ask   She came from a place that was so alone   You know the same old tail of a broken home   Her momma was an alkie and more like a friend      Had three different kids from three different men   And that's just the way shit was   Couldn't change it, couldn't rearrange it so there it was   Anyway the two kept on      With the phone calls notes and so on and so on   And after the bullshitin' and whatten'   That day came the two started fuckin'   All the time you know kids habit's      Every single day fuckin' like rabbits   Sneakin' out the car when he was 15   Climbin' in the window and fuckin' all night see   Fuckin' during lunch in the junior high bathrooms      Drinking champagne and trippin' on mushrooms   His dick was metal her pussy was a magnet   Ninth grade came, I'm pregnant   Shit got frantic and man, oh Lord it was a tough decision      But they decided to abort it   It might have been right, it might have been wrong   But one thing's for sure, it really fucked his head up   Where is it, who is it, how is it, was it right?      These are the things he thought in bed at night   A lot of people might laugh at this   But fuck 'em they don't know the half of it      Ain't no sunshine when you're low, I'm low   People tell me life's a game, I'm not playin'   Bitches don't mean shit to me anymore   I have taken my blows, I'm still standin'      Now as time went on the the two kept on   They kept seeing each other off and on   See she moved to the city and you know what happened   Black chick with a real white accent      Pretty girl in the ghetto go figure   Yeah, she got macked by some dope dealin' nigger   Still seein' that other kid on the side   She kept most of her thoughts inside      See all the first guy did was just love her   While that punk mother fucker used to beat her and punch her   She was livin' all wild   I think all she ever wanted was the love of her own child      She asked the first guy to have his baby   He looked at her like she must be crazy   He was makin' records and goin' on tour   20,000 people hip hoppin' on the floor      And all that while she sat at home and got macked   If she stepped out of line she got slapped   And then one day she prayed to the Lord to take that guy away   And he did, he got caught with a loaded gun      And went to jail, but first she had his son   Oh and now what to do   She had no man, no money, and no clue   Now the other guy came back from tourin'      And she called him up early one mornin'   They hooked up her mind was blown   As he began to raise her son as his own   And that's a lot of shit to deal with man      And if you ain't been there you wouldn't understand   And people still laugh at this shit   Fuck 'em they don't know the half of it      Ain't no sunshine when you're low, I'm low   People tell me life's a game, I'm not playin'   Bitches don't mean shit to me anymore   I have taken my blows, I'm still standin'      Now for the next year there was some good times   A few bad times, mostly good times   See he was a ramblin' man to the bone   He liked women and wine and he loved to roam      Not like she was any kind of Saint   See in this story there's a lot of red paint   But time kept slippin' and made her crazy   And she talked about havin' another baby      The guy was like, oh Lord   We got one now that we can't afford   But she convinced she could handle even two   Said I want your child or I'm leavin' you      I can't figure out why then he didn't run   I guess he was attached to her and her son   All confused about what to do   That girl met another guy and was fuckin' him too      Slut, could barely pay her rent   And then the same old shit, I'm pregnant   And if that ain't some shit 'cuz   The girl didn't even know who the father was      And still by her side the first guy stayed   Head gettin' more fucked by the day   He stuck it out for nine months I don't know why   And then a little girl on the fourth of July      Was born in the front seat of his car   It was amazing   Kinda like a shooting star   He was happy told his family and friends      Only to realize later his little girl wasn't his   And that crushed him quick   Suicidal thoughts were in his head real thick   But before he found all that out      From the same chic another kid popped out   And that shit's real I'll   Girl told him that she was takin' the fuckin' pill   She must have known all along      The little girl wasn't his and she was tryin' to latch on   Three different kids from three different men   History repeats itself again   And after some more shit got stirred      He kicked that bitch to the curb   And now from her, he's got a little boy that makes him laugh a bit   Huh, And he loves him   But still you don't know the fuckin' half of it      Ain't no sunshine when you're low, I'm low   People tell me life's a game, I'm not playin'   Bitches don't mean shit to me anymore   I have taken my blows, I'm still standin'      I'm still standin'   I'm still standin'   I'm still standin'