When I did drugs and ran around
We were kids, we owned that town
We'd steal for fun and we'd get caught
We would run. but we wouldn't get shot
Lookin' back, I shake with tears
Same dumb crimes, same dumb fears
It's not the time, it's not the sin
It's not an accident, it's the skin
So now's the time to begin to admit
That it's the skin
It’s The Skin was written by Jonah Matranga.