Lyrics:
Youth Daughter

skin is a art gallery, right with paintings of crucifixes Hopin' to save me from all the dangers in the music business Was once a young gangsta hangin' with youth

it's your back, I got forever As the weather, talks to us Him rockin the Holy Spirit walks through us The blunted eyes of the youth search for a guide

so maybe about What's so maybe about What's so maybe about, Katie? What's the use in hesitating? Can't you see that Katie's waiting? Just because her youth

no doubt Call the car service, like, take me straight to Brooklyn Got the news in the car, stayed sorta calm But I cried tears of joy, when they put my daughter

fam, and nasty pics of Shawnna If you ever have to leave, I got your mother and your daughter Born in this way of livin' and our youth are stuck To be

and there's nothin' that you can do about it Never needed a publicity stunt, let's tell the truth about it Even in the core of the streets, you can't sway the youth

In the laws and the institution of the state Pssh, I don't see my character reflected, tell me Why are all the schools, they fallin' apart? And why the youth

truth Met a woman on a highway By the exit sign You'd bet your last dollar That she was forty-nine But she swore to me That she was still in her youth

and wired, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah I think I'll buy myself some plastic water I guess I should have married Lennon's daughter, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah There