They say you always know which kids have no dad
You know the ones always starting something, doing bad,
roaming streets, making trouble, proving the stats right.
Now Uncle Sam trying to keep them in his sight
Got 'em behind bars, begging for bygones to stay bygones.
Stereotypes. That's what they want you to think
But when it comes to Us, it's more rights than wrongs.
The kids watching their moms pinch pennies
The kids pulling doubles at Denny's
The kids doing everything they can to please mommy
Keep a smile on her face something like Steve Harvey
Yes, that's Us.
We're left behind as if we're wardrobes full of dust
And no looking back at the rust
on that old bike you left out in the rain.
We remain sane.
At least we try.
Despite those everlasting teary nights,
internal fights for identity that grew like stems in me.
And yes, the situation is screwed up
but it's what we got to do to make up
for the dudes with kids but aren't willing to be...
well you know.. Dads.
It's 24 million fatherless children
in the most innovative country on Earth
searching high and low for their worth.
And the saddest thing about it
is that many of them will keep the cycle going
and going, and going, and going
until they reach those in a generation
that refuse to bring into this world, a baby, a creation
with no regards of the crisis
that left their mothers almost lifeless.