Tell Em

Momma tell em this
Your father left, he’s a punk that’s it
You’re not him you’re you
You may look like him buts that’s all that’s true
Just because he left, you treat women good
Treat em like a real man should
Always be on ya hustle and stand your ground
You’re the best and smartest pound for pound
Always speak ya mind and hold ya head with respect
Keep ya feet on the ground and mind in the sky like a jet
Don’t ever forget ya family because that’s all you got
And you be there for em till the day you rot
Just because ya dad left don’t mean you can’t be a real man
And to a lady don’t ever raise ya hand
He gone, its gone hurt
But get over it, make it work
Control the things you can
Let the river flow, you don’t need a dam
Because it only builds up to make things worse
And make sure you stay in church
God is the only one to get you through
When it seems everyone else leaves you
He left, he’s weak
But having a kid is a treat
Don’t have if you can’t provide
And to the back put ya pride
So young men without a dad
Listen to what I’ve said


From the poetry book "Journey" ; ISBN: 978-0-615-26495-0