Dope Boy
You’re selling drugs to your own people; you’re like a terrorist bomb
but twice as lethal.
Do you really think it’s a lasting career? You blame “the man” but it’s
you we all fear!
You say that you’re making plenty of cash, but are you willing to die
for your poisonous stash?
You have so many excuses for destroying the community, but you’re
part of the reason that there is no unity.
You think you’re taking the easy way out, you’ll be dead or in
prison without a doubt.
I know you understand exactly what I’m saying, I at least got you
thinking I’m hoping and praying.
It’s time to start thinking before you act, if you make the wrong
decision there’s no turning back.
What happened to your desire to be successful? Your line of work
is way too stressful!
Worrying about getting robbed, killed or busted, your friends and
clients can never be trusted.
Is this a skill you would teach to your children? The revolving door
turns again and again.
Drug dealing skills passed generation to generation, causing
widespread neighborhood and community deterioration.
You say: “I have to do what I have to do!” But what are you going to
do when they come for you?
Yes eventually you will get caught; you were so untouchable at least
you once thought.
Is Drug Dealer a title you hold with pride? So what you have cash,
gold and a nice ride!
Everything you own can be gone in an instant, now you’re
incarcerated wanting to repent.
Being successful can bring lots of joy, but you’ll never be successful
being a “Dope Boy.”
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