I walked up in the office
It was Monday
Mundane, no one really talking
I was typing, it was quiet, asked my boss
I mean my supervisor could I probably get this Friday off
âCause I got an obligation
They donât know I spit and they donât care my occupation
Is eating any shit that they keep stacking on my plate and it was killing my spirit, before I left I looked myself in the mirror like Wake up!
Kids growing up in my hood
Survivorâs more than a game show
Teenagers drink and they smoke good
And rep gangs with the colors from the rainbow
My dumb ass tried to intervene
Saw my little man told him get his cream
You donât got to go to war homie live a dream
Even if you use the triple beam, cut the killing scenes
The youngin laughed so hard, pulled up his skinny jeans
Said you donât know what cripping means
Or what Bloods do
I love your music
But the neutrals are lame
Itâs not an option I canât get out the game Wake up!
She called my phone with the sad voice
Said she bout to take a good sleep made a bad choice
My words that used to get her mad moist
Got her letting out tears I let her be near
But not near enough and Iâm wondering is she bluffing
Maybe she wasnât so I got to do something
I ran to her rest I saw the pills on the table
I said the afterlife is not gonna save you wake up!
We all equal
But I boldly discriminate
Each time we say pause thatâs exhibit A
Doesnât mean I exhibit hate, short story
Out with shawty on a dinner date
She spotted this dude that used to penetrate
Her way back in college I said I donât think that kid is straight
She said now heâs married to they classmate
So whyâs he holding hands on a man date?
She ran over with the mad face
Called him a fag wit mad hate
He said Iâm not gay
The other cat rolled his eyes
And said no heâs happily married and just biâ¦bye
She yelled out why
Dude was looking shook, claimed it was a lie
I love my wife
I creep on the side
So the fuck what?
The girl almost cried
She said âI bet you tell her you in the studio
While you in another manâs booty hole
Then you go raw in her coochie yo
If you gonâ do it, donât do it lowâ
I pulled her away, she said, âIâm not homophobic
But I think as a man, you should really know your choices
Can affect peoples live,â
He was tight, she was right
I said dog go confess to your wife wake up!
I used to hit the block
I ainât even hit it, I tapped it
And not a lot
Just made enough for some Jordans and a watch
Small time runner delivering to the spot
A girl that always copped, came wit a coat and
It was June, is she stupid yo my dude snatched it open
Saw a stomach we was bugging like ma you must be joking
Couple months pregnant and you smoking
The next few words
That I heard that were spoken
Had me up the next morning in college fucking enrolling
The fiend said, âYâall know I got a teenage daughter
Sheâs real pretty, yâall can have her if yâall want her
This baby here I canât afford to abort her
So Iâm hoping that the smoke will put the fetus in a coma.â
Then she said, âLook
Yâall donât worry please
About God cursing you for nursing me
Blame that same God for birthing me
And letting that man molest me back in nursery.â
She said, âCan you imagine what itâs like
Wishing that your child would runaway every night
Hoping each day is the end of all my strife
So I go to sleep praying to Christ that I donât wake up!