- Apr 6, 2013
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Baby Momma’s
Reality dramas
That’s the Black woman of today
Comma
Daddy’s with cash
A man to smash
That’s the Black man of today
Dash
Womanizer
Local drug dealer
And ulimately
Dream killers
Being black today
Ain’t what it used to be
King Jr. would be sad
If he was here to see
His people are free
Yet they still are in chains
Degrading themselves
Just to make it rain
Teaching our children
That their value is in the dollar
That there’s not much worth
If you ain’t poppin’ collars
No value in simplicity
A lack of morality
Always stuck
In an unpleasant reality
But then there are some
Who love the book
They escape the hood
And get off the hook
They teach there children
To assimilate
Ignorantly promoting
Self hate
They grow to look down
On their brothers
Who become statistics
Of single mothers
Those single mothers
May also have daughters
Who grow with lack
Because they don’t have fathers
So they look to men
To fulfill their needs
Who only end up
Planting seeds
Then they become
Baby Mommas
Who consume themselves
With reality dramas
Looking for daddy’s with cash
Finding themselves in situations
Where men only want to smash
Because they are womanizers
Who make their living
As drug dealers
Who end up being
Dream killers
It’s sad
That it has to be this way
But that’s what it means
To be Black today
Reality dramas
That’s the Black woman of today
Comma
Daddy’s with cash
A man to smash
That’s the Black man of today
Dash
Womanizer
Local drug dealer
And ulimately
Dream killers
Being black today
Ain’t what it used to be
King Jr. would be sad
If he was here to see
His people are free
Yet they still are in chains
Degrading themselves
Just to make it rain
Teaching our children
That their value is in the dollar
That there’s not much worth
If you ain’t poppin’ collars
No value in simplicity
A lack of morality
Always stuck
In an unpleasant reality
But then there are some
Who love the book
They escape the hood
And get off the hook
They teach there children
To assimilate
Ignorantly promoting
Self hate
They grow to look down
On their brothers
Who become statistics
Of single mothers
Those single mothers
May also have daughters
Who grow with lack
Because they don’t have fathers
So they look to men
To fulfill their needs
Who only end up
Planting seeds
Then they become
Baby Mommas
Who consume themselves
With reality dramas
Looking for daddy’s with cash
Finding themselves in situations
Where men only want to smash
Because they are womanizers
Who make their living
As drug dealers
Who end up being
Dream killers
It’s sad
That it has to be this way
But that’s what it means
To be Black today