Product's of a Nation

A ***ed up product of my ***ed up nation; Striving to be a better person but loosing all patience. Babies daddies, bad es, pimps and hoes, This can't be the inspiration that my people will ever know. As a result it is all that they will ever show. Until we grow tired of living in depravity; Barely standing in the light of sobriety. Emerge from the shadows... Give our youth something positive to behold, And in return we will form a better mold. From pimps to Fathers, From hoes to Lady's From smokers to socialites... Building futures so bright. No more babies with out daddies, Way less es chasing caddies, Holding tightly to their self worth, Learning how to release anger and hurt. Through the manifestation of the spirit; Listen closely and you can hear it... A rumble in our spirits...