What We Do

I'm diggin the note
we right truths in quote's
to keep son's on hour hopes
fly baby mama's
Hanging on by a rope
but we dope

no time to perpetrate
I've got food to make
orders to take
smiles to fake

sweet baby father's no time for the struggle
to busy makin love to the hustle
burying the death of a dream
in between
the lines
of, "girl you know you mine"
and "Damn you fine"

sitting on the block
forgetting their yesteday's
lost track of young son's earthday's
with transformers
like Octimus prime
so your child support is behind

but we hold it down
better than soldiers
we stand on shoulders
strong like boulders
we build...

out of insanity
a future for humanity
without the falseness of vanity

we are the future....