White women in white cars white pills and white bars
All contributed to the destruction of my black pride
Its been raining all week you know
but I got the sunshine in my wallet on the low
Seen em on tv tryna crucify Obama
While I’m over here prayin my daughter look just like my mama
Oh my god is that a black broad
And I replied why yes
But I prefer calling her the first reliever of my stress
And like a damsel in distress
I rescued her without saving
My nephew livin poor can’t blame that nigga for not behaving
And being misguided
And always feeling slighted
By them privileged white kids
And every day Denise is getting older ya’ll
Pretty soon ima have more than enough weight on my shoulders dog
This is the autumn that my life change
Yahweh I promise im tryna do the right thang
But trying ain’t always good enough
Could call it quits but crying don’t really prove you tough
I remember you was the only one showin up
Showin love
And sho enough
Now you nowhere to be found
As if I’m the one that let you down
Sad to hear you get around
Not in the form of promiscuity
But promises that never came true to me
I realized why in high school I forever practiced truancy
Cause I thought I had a shield but I was emotionally translucent see
But it’s a steady process working towards long lasting progress
But I have the survivals skills of a bassa warrior
I can envision me now running screaming down the corridor
She going in to labor
Or my son calling up the coroner
My wife crying at the top of lungs but not even them tears can save her….
R.i.p. daddy
Bismack Inc./Devasco Corporations
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