Parents, take control.
You, not the child?
You're the parent and you are grown.

Let no son walk around with their pants down.
In your house, you rule.
But then, we in this odd parental generation.

Where being their friends seems to take over?

Let no smart mouth youth not feel the consequences.

Phones, unless you over sixteen and sometimes question that.
What truly is a phone purpose?
Many sneaky tricks have created you to be a grandparent.

Nothing more sneaky than youth with lies and fabrication.
And you know this happens.

Think of things you did in your youth.

Sneak out with one set of clothes on and come home with another on.
Parents, take control.

Salute, to the man that joined no gang.
He stands alone.
No militias group does he belong to.
He stands alone.

No fake toughest with military gear on.
Many refused to rejoin the unit to which they belong.
When offered the chance?

No fighting over corners that the city owns.
But men do act stupid more when they are grown?

So salute to the man that intimidates no one to get respect.
Just his treatment of others gets them that.
And he, not even a minister.

Salute to the man that knows his worth.

Have no doubts, girl.
This man in love.

Have no, insecurity.
This man in love.

You have been a blessing to this man here.
And in my heart, I hold you so near.

Have no fear, girl.
This man in love.

You're my rock and foundation and our love is a daily celebration.
Our reward lies in these I love you that's spoken.

Have no doubts, love.
This man in love.

Have no doubts, girl.
You're the one I love.

If you are sick?
I will be there by your side
Cause I know you would be mine.

Mama tried
To raise is
Mama tried
Very aware that she loves us

Mama tried
To guide us
Mama tried
And in many cases protect us

Mama tried
Yes, mama tried

If there's a frown upon your mother's face?
Just look within the mirror where your answer be.

Mama tried
To teach us
Mama tried
To reach us

Mama tried
Yes, mama tried

If there was anyone in our corner?
Even through thick and thin, it was mama.

When mama is gone?
We will reflect back?
And say, mama tried.

It makes you happy.
It makes you sad.
Make you wake up in the morning feeling so glad.
Yes, are the things that love makes you do.
Oh, so true.

It makes you sorry.
It makes you blue.
It makes you recognize when someone using you?
Yes, these are things that love makes you do.

One thing about affection?
It opens your eyes and makes you see many things you refuse to ever see.

It makes you win.
It makes you lose.
Makes you call another a lovesick fool.
Yes, these are the things that love makes you do.

It makes you lonely.
It makes you smile.
Makes you bewilder and go the extra mile.
These are the things that will impress you.

The year, was 1973
The song Masterpiece, a beautiful song by the Temptations with lyrics solely by Norman Whitfield.

Words that mirror communities and society today.
Robbing
Stealing
Homes broke into and total mother frustration.

When you listen?
You are very aware that nothing really changes except age and decades.

And nowhere in the truth of the song was a church mentioned?
To many the big ones about and image and not trying to address the change.

It's the power of the people's determination to offend?
Hold folks accountable.

The hardheaded sons that not trying to change.
Only friends within the prison.

And you mothers that can't cut them loose.
Some must float.

Although men don't get it good in songs.
Best believe there are GREAT fathers than it seems.

No prison dads trying to advise from behind the wall.
Listen to your mother's mentality.

Gangs aren't in many sons' vocabulary.
Your gang leader is your parents and narrates you.

It's not that people don't care about the Ghetto?
But any good investment can't be burned down to the floor because of a few.

Wise minds can't constantly be the fool.
When they building to employ and help you?

Whitfield's always been the voice of that generation.
Even with lyricist Barrett Strong.

But Masterpiece didn't get any truth wrong.

You my fantasy.
It's no mystery.
That you my fantasy.

You my heart and soul.
I told you this long ago.

Ever since the day we met.
This thought of you I can't forget.

You my reality.
This dream that motivates me.

Here in my world, I can make you mine.
Dream of you now or at any time.

Cause you're my fantasy.
And it's mo mystery.
Because clues are everywhere that I love you to be my girl.

Deep within all our minds.
We have someone we like to fantasize about.