A Day in the Life

Twelve years old, discretely disposed By his mom when he was one on the lawn of one she'd never known She thinking that he'd have a better chance of growing old If he didn't have to roam the streets that she was calling home See she just needed ends for the night, so she bends for for the night So you can say his pops a rolling stone Praying to God she know he don't condone Hoping that he don't disown her soul for every time she moan So that just how he grown, thinking he wasn't wanted Thought he wasn't known by his own, long ago forgotten And to be honest the constant change was common Had a problem with bonding cuz he's haunted by his adoption Or call it like it is, he calls it abandonment Blaming a stranger in his head every time that they laid hands on him His adrenaline accelerating like a mannequin Subconsciously emotionless for his defense cuz he's a peregrine They handed him a Glock to prove that he's a man to them Threatened with a banishment if he don't show the clan he's hip So he spews a few at a crew in a taxicab The driver swerves and crashes he smashes right through the plexiglass The way he's living he better start penning his epitaph No shame in sinning its deliberate like iconoclast Instead of genesis the clematis becomes his bible Clitoris his idol, escapist thoughts he's suicidal He's liable to put a knife through his mitral Flatlining his vitals, this cycle nothing is idyll He got a right he's entitled, his life to recycle But his rivals reprisal, leaving him in deprival See society stifled his chances from the jump A few glances at all of his antics they had enough And the bunch him with all the cons saying he's conjunct Yea they lunching his hope for better life is defunct And no one ever takes his past into account They don't ask if they can help out See him as trash he need to go out Smart enough to be a math wiz but the masses won't allow So they stash him in a cell, that's where he'll pass without a doubt See what you say when you see kids in disarray Do you vituperate or inveigh that maybe someway It's only them to blame with a mix of chem strain They should change their ways like Bombay changed its name Or maybe you're feeling the same way that I do Your actions are a mirror of what's already inside you I got to explain the way that kids projecting pain With the way that they behave ain't gonna change in just a day It's a state of mind but I ain't talking empire I'm inquiring about why the state is so uninspired There's no desire to set afire the kids to aspire higher Letting dreams expire so they don't have to perspire On top of that let's run it back to the hone Cuz the root of the problem is really grown in the home You got a third of the kids with no dad to be known It's a fatherless cycle but no one cares like a velodrome Being a single mom is harder than ferrochrome Can't keep a beat on the kids, no metronome Love starved youth, affection seeking gastronomes Any slice of heaven they got was cut with a microtome And that gets me blown, but what can I do I guess I'll start with me and hopefully you start with you A little man in the mirror Michael Jackson Spoken word, self examinations all I'm asking