My brothers and sisters
I pray for all my brothers my blood brother and my street brothers.
I pray for all my sisters my blood sisters and my street sisters.
My brothers go to school and work. Everyday they get judged by the color of their skin a, white lady telling them their doing their job wrong and they should just go run along.
But she's just being a snob, while all my brothers do is sob.
They get treated so harshly like their the white peoples black little barbie.
They can't do nothing because they need their jobs in order to survive and shrive for a better life and maybe even provide for their wife.
This is just repeated over and over but tell me my brothers and sisters what we gonna do.
Now my sistas its whole notha world for you.
Women are treated to be seated to obey and stay.
But we rise up so we can open everyone's eyes so they can really see the prize on how a women can really change lives.
What would u do without a women most of you men would probably cry out or wouldn't have route and just sit there and pout.
So yes i pray for all my brothers my blood brothers and my street brothers. I pray for all my sisters my blood sisters and my street sisters.
Pro black ain't nothin wrong with that.