Its Time

He’s trying to catch P like Diddy But she still deny the Dee like did he?! Don’t stop her checking up like would he? Her minds messing up like could he? His almost stepping up like should he? But No he made that promise to be good see But she still trying to pree, so slyly So He plan every move so timely And he be staying till morning no night creep When he wake up he be praying. Living rightly This time it’s for real it’s his time bee He be out here working out what every sign mean Why every corner of the block there’s a crime scene And every morning light Brings a dying dream He can’t work out what all the dying means When even law abiding sons cant catch a win No one seems to understand what’s happening No answer to the questions just babbling So we all left wondering what might have been If different time. Different place different shade of skin And maybe if the white of the moon was reflected At night would we still be so suspected But corruption of the land don’t frighten him Ain’t getting held up by what might have been Prays to a God he knows will enlighten him Dry the tears of the girls who still cry for him Enrich the lives of the guys who would die for him The ones who have lived, ducked and dived did the time for him Girls on the side, sharing time, still ride or die for him Who see the good shining through in his life of sin Despite the law being run by a lighter skin. He knows he got the heart of a winner deep inside of him