Black men learn your role and take your place. Our black sons are looking up to a black crying face
It starts with a young boy…knowing his mama, but wondering about his daddy. Don’t understand why we always broke and why he gotta sell cavy. His dreams change at a young age from being a pilot, to pushing a caddy
Black men learn your role. Your sons need a father and a daddy.
Show him how to make a yes out of maybe, how to have a wife besides a couple chicks and a few babies. We’re living in hard times and our black women can’t figure out “why he won’t save me?” so her body speaks pay me.
He goes to school and gotta deal with the other bastards; joins a young group of thugs because walking these streets alone is the worst ghetto hazard.
Now his years are moving faster and priorities change. “First I’ll help momma, get me some clothes, and then try to buy me a Range.”
Waiting for life to switch lanes, but he sitting in neutral parked. Try to find drive…Foot falls harder on the gas when you’re driving in the dark.
In the morning, he prays, “God please let me make it through this day, life is harder than death, but why it gotta be so hard, why the hell didn’t daddy stay?”
Born a man because from jump he was on his own, had survival in his heart since he was fresh out the womb, hoping his miracle comes soon because he’s sick of this maze…
Our black sons are looking up to a black crying face.
Now he’s older, walks around with a chip on his shoulder. Blames everybody but you, wants to, but remember he don’t know ya. Every day it gets colder while he’s walking through hell, steady hustling to help mama, can’t give a damn about jail.
Hoping his closes homies don’t tell. These babies born in a new age but still struggling like the days of the rail-road…
Same hustles on the trail without the gold, luck don’t happen any day when your life is on hold.
Now he’s balling, got a mad connect and his fiends steady calling. Think he got it made because money is up… don’t even see his mind falling.
Got a big deal soon and this gone put him on the map, his main guy made the deal so he know it’s about to snap.
Now he’s up the next morning – and for a minute he’s been forgetting to pray, don’t think too much about the Lord…because he’s been focused on his pay. Meet the big connect today. Don’t know why, but his main guy…he’s running late.
He do the switch by the ditch, it’s all business and no play. Now he’s gone on his way, glad to see the end. Took the sin for a quick win, thinking “me and mama gon be straight…forget daddy, I’m still a man!”
Hears a blurp once and then again…look back sees a copper and a friend… Damn! Wish it was just a red light he ran.
But they dressed in black, with that happy look on their face because that big case – they just cracked!
His main guy formed the attack… Couldn’t say it to his face, but wanted a bigger piece of the stacks.
All he could think is “who’s gonna take care of mama? I could kill this guy” Want his life right now, don’t wanna sit and wait for karma.
Don’t got bail because this deal, was his bell out of trife…now mama stuck, and her boy facing 25 to Life.
He prays to God… “Please don’t let this judge put a bid on my life.”
Been on his own since birth…so he don’t know your wrong from his right…
Take the plea, why bother? This is the guaranteed life without a father. When he gets out, he’s gotta start over, and that’s gonna be even harder!
A young boy lives a long life & it ends with no trace.
His only dream was helping mama so her stresses don’t lead to base.
Now he’s stuck in a small space wishing his options could be replaced.
Forced to watch his mama through a screen, holding his son, with tears running down her face…
Black men learn your role and take your place. Our black sons are looking up to a black crying face.