Youngblood in the river, identified by his teeth Both eyes glassed over, missing hands and feet Moving oh so fast, current pushing from beneath Youngblood in the river, always smelled so sweet
Put Jimmy in the river, put it out on the street Showerhead in the bathtub, baby And a crack in the concrete
Well police call mama, stop crying for a word Broken neck and a blowjob, baby Something mama never heard
Say he dressed like a woman on weekend nights Try to sell it to a rich man, baby in the fifth ward light
Called out to a witness, but they couldn't make it stick Too long in the river, to hear the turning of a trick
Sometimes the truth is in the trouble, when it's dead in your hand Youngblood in the river, sometimes a woman is a man