Who But Nobody Cares

AIN'T MY PROBLEM -re-defining rap Don't tell you mama she don't wanna know don't tell you brutha he tell ya where to go. Don't tell you daddy he's busy with his secretary, an' you teacher's got her own row to hoe. Don't tell you preacher he been preachin it too long. don't tell you auntie she only tell you dat it's wrong, don't tell you gramma she been too long outa touch, but she likes it so bad it been hurtin her too much. Tell anyone who'll listen, you be talkin to da wall, tell anyone who cares, you be talkin to da wall, an' if dat ain't all you could give me a call, but you still be talkin to da wall. © ron wilson aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet