Only Human

can't tolerate a disrespectful child if yours or not, I grew up with the fear that if I went and toured the block, ol' Mom and Pops would have me layin' in a coffin Black, I did what I was told and muthaf*¢k some talkin' back.

That's why the kids this day and age are f*¢ked up as they are, not listenin' to anyone and buzzed to play the part, of tough guy when inside they're soft as Charmin tissue be, they need to get they're @ss whooped; that aint wrong or is it me?

And God forbid you touch 'em then prepare to fight a war, with case workers and judges right inside a DYFS door, abuse is one thing; discipline is such a shoddy bet, an old school beatin' in my time aint kill nobody yet.

It taught us to respect the ones who worked and paid the bills, put food atop the table; yo my time was crazy real, but now it's so f*¢ked up these kids are actin' like it's great, don't listen to a thing you say while laughin' in your face.

Again abuse is one thing that ya boy does not condone, and in those instances it's best to get 'em out the home, but tryna take the seeds who need their @ss beat anyway, don't solve the underlying causes; ask me any day,

and I'll be glad to tell you how I feel about this sh!t, no phoniness is in me; yeah I'm real up out this b!tch, I got my share of beatings as a kid and yeah I see, that if I didn't get 'em; aint no tellin' where I'd be,

the graveyard or in prison; make a choice, there're only two, to be as stiff as statues or a caged and lonely fool, and I thank God for times when Mom Dukes chose to get that belt, to set me straight; I think back and I'm glad I got that welt.

The moral is humanity and there it often is, no walkin' 'round on egg shells like you're scared of all your kids, they just will not respect you makin' empty type of threats, but that's just how I feel about it and I rightly stress....

I'm only human.

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