Dope br by Ted L Glines br br Can I hope br to be above dope br when I always slope br to the dream of dope br and if the dope fail br and I land in jail br and I scream and wail br will that avail br when my mother beds br all the local heads br gangland feds br and local dead-heads br Jesus don't see br little folk like me br who are sending a plea br to eternity br do I run or stay br does it matter today br can I get away br or must I stay br and my baby cries br she cries and cries br and I tell her lies br as she cries and cries br but I dream of dope br and I always hope br to be above dope br I hope I hopebr br Ted L Glinesbr br