I have to live with everyday
But what I make of it is the real case
They said I am fake and that I act white
They said I was to “Christian/Churchly” and
I have no life
They said I thought I was better than them and
I act uppity like I didn’t come from the same place they did
I don’t deny that I come from a broken home
But what I choose to make of my life is only my concern
Does my success intimidate you?
Is it because I don’t act a fool?
It is because I don’t have a child and I have my diploma?
It is because I am in college?
And I’m not running around with a boy calling me they baby mama?
I hope that one day you can put aside your jealousy
Because baby girl let me tell you, it’s not all that people make it to be.
I work my ass off everyday making sure that I don’t become another statistic
Taking the punches that come my way,
While trying to focus on God’s lyrics
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