I am striving to change lives
I desire to stare into 17-year-old eyes
and speak the truth.
Corruption surrounds us,
bad decisions seem so easy, like
Should I sell this weed?
Should I be easy?
Should I be a slut to make every guy happy?
That must be why my dad wished he never had me.
Should I just drop out and get a job?
Young black males wasting talent becoming slobs,
just because your parents didn’t guide you,
doesn’t mean you don’t have a support group behind you,
Get a goal and peruse it with all of your might,
don’t let anyone tell you what you can’t be,
--and that’s anyone, not even me.
I want to speak to the minds of young children with wild thoughts,
because I was once a child on a pathway to failure but I fought.
All it took was one speech to change my ways.
I was that kid smoking but now I see better days.
I was that kid womanizing but now I have one woman
and I’m always surprising, her with the things she deserves.
I do my best to be a real man, because that’s a dying species so
I must do what I can, do what I can
to save this nation,
to save the next generation.
How to get my voice heard?
How to get my message out?
I know—I’ll be a teacher,
preaching everything I’m talking about,
coaching at the same time,
preaching my message,
changing children’s minds.
Changing children’s lives.