If we don't forget about gender when enlisting
Then its just sexist at the top of the list
Looked down upon by the rest
Domestic violence on the silence
A norm, abnormal only in the proximity of culture and nature
Weak is a class of discouragement
Here is a voice to help you speak up and against
Physiology has less role play while its the psychology which pays the pain
With an extra bonus of shame
First front page "man got *****"
Laughter gets center staged
Stigmatic isolation on the front cover
Muscular has a tough symbol to it
Love is never equivalent to the violence
It doesn't trigger anger and root it on you
Emotions come into motion for and against
but for man is trash
Femininity is a community shield and
Not a toxic challenge to demonstrate equality
Primitive thinking of comparison reasoning cant still constitute
True law is a protection bill on all human rights

The song sounds so wrong but here are its instrumental
Hell just comes from a snap and clap
As daddy is about to turn mummy into his number 1 smash and a banger track
In the heat you can hear the kids heartbeats
crumbling, shaking, words breaking in fear
What are you doing to mummy please stop
Please stop tears drop is on the intro
His bass on the outro loud like a drum
As his temper determine the tempo
Down she goes as the hit and beat goes on
Kicks lined like an orchestra
cries are at the top of the charts
looped in is her pain
Guitar on the forth string
Fingers strum till all numb
Rearranged into a stranger
Anger mixed with danger
To the youngest the mind is on record
Fast forward the same song he plays
Treble call trouble on her face
He is drawn to this tone
His own child is dancing to his tune
Lets rewind back to the oldies
To the greatest hitmaker much known as baby
maker
Punch made him feel like he’s got the funk
Loud sounds boots the ego
Superman can’t see he’s a hero
But with sample of a villain
****** is the rock and roll
****** language on the hip hop head
That ***** increasing in pitch
flip-side on the b side
These instrumental becomes mental
Bruise about pop
This is a deep house
The melody is never smooth
First born took it to court booth
Sirens rang like bells in his head
Silence in violence
A bang! Things fall apart
****** now is the case
Relieved believe
freedom he just got its taste
For the rest of the family this is a dedication
Here is his own rendition of Pac’s dear mama

Violence turns to be a vicious circle, its like we unaware that we are creatures of habits. As human beings we should understand that childhood programming becomes our habits of perception and behavior. Choose wisely what you say to your child or do in there presence and for the child is much aware of what is happening but can internalize and believe its the right way

There is a war in the laws of the in-laws
When family is also work, you get a title and a position with conditions
Past life comes as an omission and commission
Roles and actors in audition
As for the mind it sometimes finds itself in a suicidal palace
Thoughts can just parade into the ground
Who is who…?
Behind the trope to dethrone the skin-tone of the child within the throne
What? Yes its dark when one is your own to disown
Father and son can share traits and wives can trade places
From a Prince to a Duke like a Princess and a Duchess all matches
Smiles makeup faces but pain loves family ruptures
Tears are structures of a bleeding soul
Guess what its still patent there two side to a story
Don't just rejoice and see the glory
This is just a drop of the runaway royal bloodline
The royal tree is yet to be rooted