little boy lost

You have no idea
Who you are
Or how to carry yourself

You think your gender is
Can be found in sagging pants
Multiple baby mama’s, multiple sex partners,
Side chicks and rolls of dollars

You think that real manhood
Can be found between your legs
Or in your pockets
And not in how you treat others

You think that respect is some kind of profanity
That “woman” is interchangeable with “bitch”,
“Hoe” or “slut”
and you’re fine with that

Life doesn’t owe you anything
But life
And the sooner you accept that
The sooner you can
Grow up


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