"Jaws Of Life"

I've suffered, but I know that there are people that have it worse/ but they can't speak for themselves like I can/ so in reality I'm really cursed/ because even though they exist in the eyes of those in power they are an abiss/ but I'm the one some turn a blind eye to/ you never would have thought the past that I have would be mine because of what I provide you/ well spoken, handsome, well groomed young man/ but what those on the outside of my life just don't understand was that the plan was veered off road/ "what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger" is getting old/ because it may not have killed me then, but right now it feels like it's killing me slow/ because there's things in my life that I wish I never had to experience, yet I know/ it made me who I am, I understand/ but am I wrong for wanting an altered life?/ wishing to find out what financial stability is really like/ learning examples of how a husband is really supposed to treat his wife?/ a family that is close knit and not shunning one side because of their constant silly shit/ but maybe I'm reaching/ so to some these words are teaching/ but to those exposed to these foes I'm preaching/ to the young women and men who understand keep reaching/ because you'll catch a break/ what's fucked up is that in this life you only get one mistake/ until you're considered a fuck up with no luck so some find addiction as their escape/ in that case they get a second chance until their chance to come back is too late/ if you couldn't get with that/ this next part you should be able to relate/ Two


Love in a sense is something so dense that it'll have you repent/ not for your sins/ but apologizing for your need to look for wins that'll defeat your counterpart/ your brain will constantly try to counter your heart and bring ya'll apart/ and it's not just you and another person/ it could be your dreams if your brain tells you that your ideas of this dream aren't really working/ one thing is for certain/ love equals pain/ because when you finally open up your heart you have alienated your brain/ so now you're completely suceptible to pain/ and your brain wants to tell you build a wall because the other side now has found a way to gain/ strange it seems that the one that loves you would threaten you that they'll leave but that's what love is as fucked up as it seems/ I've been there and sadly at times I still bleed/ that's why my brain only allows me to see the beauty in these women that's on the surface/ so a lot of these pretty women only serve one great purpose/ sex/ which ironically throws me in the category of "dog" so I guess that makes the woman that comes next/ a bitch/ because a dog wouldn't have sex with a cat, only another dog/ ain't that some shit/ so that makes the women of my past all bitches in that regard/ and makes these marks on my heart claw made scars/ love is beautiful, yet to get to that point is just so hard...


I'm tired of all these black people blaming the white man/ we've had to do the most just to get a little so I don't understand/ why you want to complain about a man's Health Plan/ when 6 months ago you were the one taking a stand to put President in front of the man/ on the front lines screaming "Yes We Can"/ that's the shit that kills me about our people/ is that we'd rather knock each other down in competition instead of finding ways to make us all equal/ and some complain that the change is all because we don't have anymore Black Leaders/ well we would if all you mothafuckas would turn down your speakers/ because we look to Kanye West to say what we wanna say/ follow the vague instructions of Jay/ and the saddest part is that our leaders aren't gonna be here everyday/ but hey, keep shaking your asses/ find pleasure in popping bottles instead of fighting for your passions/ allow Waka Flocka to give your 14 year old son understanding/ of what it's like to be a successful man, if that's your plan/ and to the men man enough to plant a seed but won't be there when it blooms/ I hope you die a thousand deaths every single day until your child comes up to you/ telling you that they never needed you/ even though they know they did/ because her dad was never there for her she's now 16 years old with a kid/ and I dare you to tell me that you didn't play a part in that/ when she accepts any kind of love from any man because true love is a concept that she's not understanding, so teach her that/ and teach your sons that they need to man up and never run when she says she's keeping it/ that's just a part of what happens when you're out creepin/ smoking weed and drinking Diddy endorsed Ciroc on the weekends/ rolling Kush because that's what the rappers are speakin/ or am I asking for the men to do too much?/ I hope not because these women need to teach their daughters that it's not okay to turn into sluts/ turning tricks on these mens' dicks for a couple of bucks/ give her something/ and hopefully it's confidence/ so that she can be ahead of her class instead of giving head after class as her accomplishment/ that's WHY THE FUCK I WORK WITH YOUTH/ because I'm trying to be the role model and example that these lost kids can look up to!!