Yo, it's another day in the hood, school just let out,

Kids running through the streets, no time to doubt.

But Lisa's got a secret, she's feeling kinda scared,

She got a baby on the way, and she ain't prepared.

She thought about telling, but she's keeping it quiet,

The baby's daddy's gone, ain't no point to fight it.

She's only seventeen, she's got her whole life,

Now she's staring at her future, filled with stress and strife.

Life can hit you hard, you never see it coming,

Gunshots in the distance, you hear 'em drumming.

Choices that we make, paths that we choose,

One wrong step, man, it's all you can lose.

Lisa's tryna hide it, but it's showing on her face,

She's walking through the hallways, tryna find her place.

She used to have dreams, used to wanna go far,

Now she's looking at her belly, feeling like she's behind bars.

She goes to the clinic, needs to check it out,

She's got questions in her mind, filled with fear and doubt.

She sees a flyer on the wall, \"Support for young moms,\"

But the gunshots outside got everybody staying calm.

Life can hit you hard, you never see it coming,

Gunshots in the distance, you hear 'em drumming.

Choices that we make, paths that we choose,

One wrong step, man, it's all you can lose.

The streets ain't safe, you gotta watch your back,

There's danger in the shadows, that's a cold, hard fact.

Lisa's feeling trapped, she's got no way out,

But she's gotta stay strong, that's what life's about.

She's dreaming of a future where her baby can thrive,

Where the streets are a memory, and she can finally survive.

She's gotta make a plan, she's gotta find a way,

But with gunshots in the night, it's hard to see the day.

Life can hit you hard, you never see it coming,

Gunshots in the distance, you hear 'em drumming.

Choices that we make, paths that we choose,

One wrong step, man, it's all you can lose.

Lisa's on a mission, she's gonna make it through,

Gonna fight for her baby, do what she gotta do.

The streets may be rough, but she won't be defined,

By the noise of the gunshots or the weight on her mind.

She holds her head high, she's ready to stand,

'Cause she's got a little life growing in her hand.

No matter what comes, she's gonna stay strong,

'Cause life's a journey, and she's gonna prove them wrong.