Monroe Dispatch - No Struggle, No Progress

” Copyright 2014

MR. MARION OBAFEMI and inspired By: God

My mammy, is never happy, until the first of the month

My pappy’s, head is nappy, and he always gets drunk

My brother, stays in trouble, with the local P.D.

My sister, how I miss her, because she lives in the street

My doctor, couldn’t to stop her, when she cried from the pain

My preacher, couldn’t reach her, with his clout down the drain.

I had a dream, I grew some wings, and like a bird I could fly

I think I need, a trampoline, so I can touch the sky

My veins, are full of cocaine, and I still ain’t high

Ain’t no wonder, I need an onion, so my eyes can cry.

I needed plusses, got disgusted, so I ad-libbed

Now the minus, is all behind us, because I had-skills

Snatching purses, dodging hearses, cutting bad- deals.

Gift of gab, times were bad, I had a talk with the Lord

“Got nothing left, I need your help, before I fall on my sword”.

He gave an answer, “Pull off that pamper, and put your man drawers on

Get out that bed, do what I said, you have to do when you’re grown”.

Hallelujah, no excuses, for being as lame as a duck

Put down that pipe, did what was right, got my a$$ on the bus.

Minimum wage, maximum days, but I’m the king on my throne

I passed the test, theLORD willBLESS, THE CHILDwho works for his own.