PAIR OF PANTS
BY
KEE KEE
My man is more than a just a pair of pants
Walking around
Undignified, doing nothing, scratching himself to mark his manhood
Pockets burdened with the woes of the ghetto
Pants sagging from too few opportunities wearing him down
Walking into a blighted path that has no meaning
Just to make five dollars and 15 cents
Which the government taxes greedily
My man is the man that u women wish
Your black man could be
My man is the man
Not because of what’s in his pants
But because the way he wears his pants
Dignified because the way he holds his head high
When society tells him he can’t be the man he was born to be
But just a pair of pants
Intelligent enough to know his place in the human race
To leave a crease in the face of defeat
Not just sitting on the street
Scratching, undignified, doing nothing
No that’s not my man that u see
Just the image of the man they want him to be
Rugged. Rundown, hole in the knee
No starch, no dry cleaning fee
Wrong brother you looking for
Stereotyped the wrong Negro.
Nothing’s gained
Nothing’s free
He just can’t be who you want him to be
See my man is the man
Not just a pair of pants.
Thanks Kee-AA
BY
KEE KEE
My man is more than a just a pair of pants
Walking around
Undignified, doing nothing, scratching himself to mark his manhood
Pockets burdened with the woes of the ghetto
Pants sagging from too few opportunities wearing him down
Walking into a blighted path that has no meaning
Just to make five dollars and 15 cents
Which the government taxes greedily
My man is the man that u women wish
Your black man could be
My man is the man
Not because of what’s in his pants
But because the way he wears his pants
Dignified because the way he holds his head high
When society tells him he can’t be the man he was born to be
But just a pair of pants
Intelligent enough to know his place in the human race
To leave a crease in the face of defeat
Not just sitting on the street
Scratching, undignified, doing nothing
No that’s not my man that u see
Just the image of the man they want him to be
Rugged. Rundown, hole in the knee
No starch, no dry cleaning fee
Wrong brother you looking for
Stereotyped the wrong Negro.
Nothing’s gained
Nothing’s free
He just can’t be who you want him to be
See my man is the man
Not just a pair of pants.
Thanks Kee-AA