The Ghetto
Av.i Lyrics

Ghetto, ghetto, oh Lord save this church
The singer prays for the welfare of the people who live in the ghetto.

It is easy as 1, 2, 3, I wanna be what's on TV, and if that's wrong, please don't blame me, 'Cause where I live we have nothing in the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto.
The residents of the ghetto desire a better life where they can aspire to achieve like what they see on their TV screens despite their current circumstances.

Little kids growing up without no education, Mom's on drugs, 'cause that's her only medication. Nobody's home, but they ain't on a vacation, but they left the kids alone watching the TV station.
Children are forced to grow up in harsh environments with no proper education and guidance as their parents/caregivers turn to drugs for solace, leaving them to their own devices.

What's wrong with the picture, please, someone give me the answers, They be wondering why the girls grow up to be dancers, Then we wonder why the boys grow up to be dealers, And they be angry at the whole world ready to kill us.
People are perplexed and frustrated that young girls turn to dancing while young boys become drug dealers in order to get by, often leading to feelings of anger and resentment towards society.

Aye, after we start to resolve the whole problems, How we let our little children just turn into goblins, Why we got them all killing and stealing and robbing, We need to plan a little seed to prevent the mobbing.
The singer suggests that we need to act quickly to prevent the youth from turning into destructive individuals by guiding them towards a better future.

Why don't we teach them that science to reach for the stars? 'Cause they can be defiant with a future worse than ours, Don't want them looking in the past and covering scars, They need a path out the ghetto, ghetto, hello.
The singer calls for a new approach towards education, emphasizing the importance of science and innovation in order to inspire young black children towards a better future instead of wallowing in their past and current struggles.

Little boy had a dream of being a ball player, 'His little homie wanna grow to be a rhyme slayer, Little missy wanna grow to be a model, While the momma at home just drinking on the bottle.
The singer highlights the numerous aspirations that young black children possess but fail to achieve due to their negative environment where their mothers often suffer from drug addiction.

Aye, how come little one to grow and be a councilman? Senator or governor, a mayor politician, Probably 'cause the politicians keep tricking 'em, Promise that they fixing it but they ain't really fixing it.
The singer questions the lack of representation for black people in government and concludes that the politicians rarely deliver on their promises or help in reducing the plight of the ghetto.

Every day in the ghettos is an emergency, But the powers that be don't emerge and seek, That's why you see killing, that's why you see crimes, That's why you see the homies in the prison doing time, That's why you see crack, that's why you see blacks trap, With no access out the ghetto, ghetto.
The singer suggests that despite the constant state of emergency and the widespread problems that plague the ghetto, those in power refuse to acknowledge them or take any action, resulting in a cycle of crime, imprisonment, and drug addiction that entraps black people in their environments for generations.

Ghetto, ghetto, oh Lord, I've been, I've been praying for you, Hallelujah, Lord save these children
The singer ends the song by once again praying for the safety and well-being of those living in the ghetto, urging for divine intervention in order to save the children's lives and future.