Ok so apparently for centuries we've all had it backwards
To admit is career suicide these might just be my last words
Rappin prior records earned far more respect than degrees do and now the marks of man hood is how well you fail as one boys
Maybe you got time to waste
Posted up like a teen drinking beer by the case
In which case it aint a issue
I aint so judgmental it really aint my biz
Its just not where i is
Boys
Jobless tasteless laziness fatherless
But why should yall care
When 50 promised mommas if you have a baby by him you can be a millionaire
Toss your toys in the air boys
Go on drown your sorrows in greed
And sceam to get rich to hide your insucurites boys
I aint got time to explain
How dumb making it rain is
Your rents do homie and of course that child support young
Ima man
I refuse I wont stop
My unborn sons wont rep a cell block
And when the options or asperations
Are some combination
Of criminal or athlete actor or rapper boys
I know saying this might be alarming
But no king is saved by the strength of its army boys
Them is God's words boys
And when you become a man you put away childish things
If only you knew what man means boys...
Silly Boys.