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Inspired by a conversation I recently had with a friend




A friend said to me whats wrong with these kids today
to which I replied probably some of the mistakes we made yesterday
A lot of problems they have were inherited from us
I should have known that would start a fuss


He went on to say I worked all my life before that I over achieved in school
I was too busy studying to think about acting the fool

I would never sale drugs even if times were hard
and if money got low I'd just get another job

I respected my elders especially mom and dad
I dreaded disappointing them that would make me so sad

So are you trying to compare them to me. Is that what your telling me
I replied hold up the Lord does not have misdemeanors or felonies

True you were good in school and worked hard through the week
but on the week end some of your  check went to thunder bird and  weed
see todays drugs dealer came from yesterdays weed man
so indirectly you helped their business expand

And in high school you  had your way with the girls like they were all  whores
maybe just maybe some of these bad azz kids are yours

And if so that respect for your elders you spoke on
may have left when they realized daddy was gone

This by no means justify these times not at all
I just wish more of us would ask our selves where did we drop the ball
See all the finger pointing we do don't help worth a dam
unless it's join by the other fingers as an extended hand

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