Aug 2014
What I've been seeing in this world sparks a fire inside me
While I comfort this mother right here beside me
What she thought was a love wasn't taken seriously
It was evil, vindictive, like a bad conspiracy
She's always blown off, spending her nights alone
Mind in a million different places, constantly waiting by the phone
So she gets tired of always being disrespected
But instead of just a seperation, the child gets neglected
While she's always gotta worry about enough money coming in
You seem to always have the time to find a new girlfriend
Day in and day out they struggle to eat
Yet you always stay fresh with new J's on your feet
You're the first one to "turn up" runnin' round yellin' YOLO
While you're ownin' that strut in your Ralph Lauren Polo
Nothing ever seems to be enough, no matter how hard she tries
She keeps a poker face, but alone she still cries
Your checks go to bar tabs and dinner dates with your new fling
But in the grocery store she pinches pennies hoping she has enough for everything
His first experience in a sport, he feels important with his name on his back
He looks so handsome in that uniform, new cleats and matching hat
He's not upset that they lost, or that when he'd swing he'd only miss
The only thing on his mind is where his dad is
She never imagined it would be this hard to get by
She still pleads with you to be involved, but It's a never ending lie
The same child that you so easily show abuse to
Strives for what his classmates are so used to
If you're not living for your child, what do you live for?
Time invested means more than your finances, for the rich or for the poor
And this isn't just aimed toward dead beat dads, because some women do it too
To the same child they so preciously carried in their womb
A sad excuse for a parent is all one in the same
If you can walk away from what you created with no shame
Instead of sitting back waisting time being so judgemental
Be productive, stop twerkin, do somethin' fundamental
A child will be affected from a mom or a dad
Tell your excuses to one who miscarries, and loses something they never had
I wonder if you'll ever fully realize what you're missing in life
For precious moments like these you can't get twice
The sad reality is my father took a bullet to the chest
And didn't have the chance that you do to have the time you could invest
"For this child I have prayed"...That's what you'll read in the scripture
They're a blessing, not a trophy for your Instagram picture
While I comfort this mother right here beside me
What she thought was a love wasn't taken seriously
It was evil, vindictive, like a bad conspiracy
She's always blown off, spending her nights alone
Mind in a million different places, constantly waiting by the phone
So she gets tired of always being disrespected
But instead of just a seperation, the child gets neglected
While she's always gotta worry about enough money coming in
You seem to always have the time to find a new girlfriend
Day in and day out they struggle to eat
Yet you always stay fresh with new J's on your feet
You're the first one to "turn up" runnin' round yellin' YOLO
While you're ownin' that strut in your Ralph Lauren Polo
Nothing ever seems to be enough, no matter how hard she tries
She keeps a poker face, but alone she still cries
Your checks go to bar tabs and dinner dates with your new fling
But in the grocery store she pinches pennies hoping she has enough for everything
His first experience in a sport, he feels important with his name on his back
He looks so handsome in that uniform, new cleats and matching hat
He's not upset that they lost, or that when he'd swing he'd only miss
The only thing on his mind is where his dad is
She never imagined it would be this hard to get by
She still pleads with you to be involved, but It's a never ending lie
The same child that you so easily show abuse to
Strives for what his classmates are so used to
If you're not living for your child, what do you live for?
Time invested means more than your finances, for the rich or for the poor
And this isn't just aimed toward dead beat dads, because some women do it too
To the same child they so preciously carried in their womb
A sad excuse for a parent is all one in the same
If you can walk away from what you created with no shame
Instead of sitting back waisting time being so judgemental
Be productive, stop twerkin, do somethin' fundamental
A child will be affected from a mom or a dad
Tell your excuses to one who miscarries, and loses something they never had
I wonder if you'll ever fully realize what you're missing in life
For precious moments like these you can't get twice
The sad reality is my father took a bullet to the chest
And didn't have the chance that you do to have the time you could invest
"For this child I have prayed"...That's what you'll read in the scripture
They're a blessing, not a trophy for your Instagram picture
