The Cost Of A Mans Son, Who’s Left Lost An Abandoned
The Orphan To His Fortune Is Crossed To Demand One..
Reppin A Hanes Polo, In The Winter He Sports In Shorts For The Game Solo
Flame Wit No Glow, He Yells At The Clouds In Vain Not Knowing Who To Blame But His Ego
Damaged Like Goods, He Was Fragile Coming Into This Earth
His Innocence Was Agile But He Was Unbalanced Since Birth
Not Knowing His Worth, He Lived To Die Thinking He Was Robbed Of Success In Test
Alone On A Perch Going To Church, To Think He Was Never Touched By God Or Blessed In Flesh
Logged In Repressed Stress, Mounting Like A Volcano To Erupt
As He Aged An Grew Older, He Solved To Blame To Know The Disrupt
He Was Held Back Involved With Chains In A Soul Without Luck
A Mans Fate Is Neither Random Or Planned
Muzzled Lies, Puzzled Lives Fathom A Man
Tandem Demands, Test To Scrape Dignity Against Morals
You Live Once But The Sum Reaches Infinity, Hence Quarrels…