Be a man

I was raised by my mother, and bless her heart she done all she could. My father wasn't there, so I embraced the ones that pretended to care. The robbers, dealers, pimps, hustlers, thugs, and gang members. They taught me to love something that never intended to love me back. I paid attention, accepted the lessons each one was teaching. I respected them cats. I love the game! I love my hood, the smell of the streets, and the set I claim. But the reality of it all, that I fail to understand, none of that made me a man. Instead of any one of them,being a man and saying stay in school, don't do what I do. You can be anything, but what you see in the hood. Respect every woman like you respect your own mother. When the time comes for you to have children, make sure them children have a father! Instead why bother teaching me the positives. While you provide me with a little of your time, your children remain fatherless. Naw, you think its cool to have nice cars and fine chicks on your hip. You only wanna think about your kids when your locked up in prison. Be a man! Tell me to go out into the world, and make a difference. While you're at it, go home and be a husband to that woman, and a father to your own children. Its time for us as men to fall back and play our position.