What can I do to inspire your mind into a wave of constant thoughts,
Crashing into an action on the shore of reality?
What can I do to make your mind react when a child is born,
Understanding that he is your family?
Responsibility has nothing to do with you, so how can I make it relevant?
Because the irrelevancy of your existence depends on it.
What can I do when you choose to be ignorant;
Babies by baby mommas delivered and
Sons with no fathers to encourage them
To be a man.
No Dr. Seuss, no Sam I am
Can help them understand the plan
The blueprint of the structure
Of the way to the Master's hand.
A downward spiral into the ground,
Yet we manage to say turn up
No actions taken, not dreams found
Martin Luther King, Rosa did what?
Ahhh, I get it.
Now it’s all clear.
Because not wearing new J's
Was the only thing that you feared
Well now we have a situation
Yes, A disgrace at our hands
Your baby momma raised the children
These sons are grown into “men”
I use “Men” with quotation
Because despite what they appear
These boys remain boys