Malc - A Song for You

16
But lil mama built like she was 27
Older heads always checking
Even caught the reverend
She hate it
But to her friends
That’s her how they goin make it
Fuck school
Just catch baller
And have his fucking baby
But when they talking she always dismiss they ass crazy
Shawty still a virgin
Momma said she ain’t raising no baby
You know the story
Single black moms type of allegory
Working doubles to make sure to make sure them school clothes
She can afford em
And Yo father
What father?
He wanted you aborted
Far as you concerned all you got it is a fucking sperm donor
Cus you really raised yo self
He fucking stranger
Hate the fact you got his last name
You can’t wait to change it
I dig it
You hate niggas
And you blame that nigga
Can’t figure how you got a child
Don’t love
Won’t even raise a nigga
30 minutes away
But won’t stop by
Shit is crazy ain’t it
The reason why you in the closet
And promised to never date a nigga
Just know I feel for you
I know its real for you
And when shit hits the fan
Just know I'm here for you
Just know I feel for you
I know its real for you
And when shit hits the fan
Just know I'm here for you
Listen
I ain’t no killa
But don’t push me
To edge
I’m Fed with this shit
I ain’t looking
I ain’t no killa
But don’t push me
To edge
I’m Fed with this shit
I ain’t looking
Said he just turned 18
So he hit the blocked stacked up
Graduated in June
By August he was locked up
Lacking
When Ds ran down
They snatched his pack up
1st offense
But he had burner too
You know how Jersey do
It's crazy
Wasn’t even his strap
But its a body on it
You know that go
You caught with that thang
Then you own it
It’s wicked
Cus being honest wasn't raised like that
Daddy worked the county
And yo momma
She taught fucking math
Middle class kid
Whatever you needed
Always fucking had
But shorty wanna be a thug
Cus shorty was goin like that
Banging through yo captions
Now it’s clear that you was acting
No Action
Its fucked up
But What yo life like nigga?
You take the stand
Or be a man
You can’t be halfway wit it
Niggas playing for keeps
Na
This ain’t no play play pimping
This life you wanted
Fasho
This what you got my nigga
Coulda been in school
But
You
You was just too cool wit it
All the help in the world with life
But what you do with It
Now you giving statements
I coulda told you this aint really you
Another nigga lost
Another life wasted
What you goin do
The cycle is never ending
Break Thru

Written by:
Malcolm Robinson

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