When it’s a battle between books and bullets, which one do you choose?
A life of success or a life that you might lose?
It’s easy to say, but hard to prove
That you will make the right decision no matter how hard you bruise
I went to church with my grandma every Sunday
While you were riding low, trying to find a place to stay
I was a bright young man with heart and confidence
While weak, money, and women sparked your every accomplishment
I walked the stage with my head to the sky
While you were in the locker room, smoking blunts and getting high
I went to college, living my life to the fullest
While you were out banging, where you then caught two bullets
My mother was proud of me, while yours was left to cry
I was a success, while you succeeded to die
And it’s sad how it all came to an end
But when it comes to a battle between books and bullets
The reality is, books will win
-T.