The Have Nots

These lines are dedicated to all the have nots
broke as fuck, but you have your words & guts
amazed, sit back and watch the world go nuts
from refugee camps to the streets of Boston
to everyone out there struggling and hustlin’
I don’t judge, cuz you didn’t have an option
lack of love & wealth, yet you are still awesome
see it in your eyes, this lifestyle causes exhaustion
with the guilt of an orphan, you move with caution
because modern times justice is out of proportion
guess life is like an election, so full of corruption
tell the whole world how you help the needy
confused, all I see is a world growing greedy
little baby boy asks his dad, can you feed me

discussing politics is the privilege of the rich
guess you just don’t care when life is a bitch
stumbling & fumbling through the fog, it’s pitch
dark- desperate, so like a dog he begins to bark
for some a struggle, for others a walk in the park
wallets out, no worries, he takes change and cash
and if he is hungry, he is ready to crash and smash
told me not to trust a stranger, prepare for clash
took that lesson with me, and now I teach it in class
because you don’t learn in school, you learn in life
and you don’t grow from success, you grow from strife
but then again, how can you condemn- his walk in life
you weren’t there when shit was tight, day and night
it ain’t aight- so to judge that gent you have no right
remember to think twice before you accuse and indict
because even in deep darkness there will always be light
from the pavements of Boston to the corners in Harlem
from the ghettos of Paris- where you pay the price
to the hoods of Africa- where families survive on rice
from the slum of Cape Town- chances of being shot down
or back to Baghdad- where you are lucky to become a dad
-ASK