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The Cycle

My grandmother was poor 
and she didn't do a thing
She let men abuse her body
and had a dozen kids to account for her sins

She taught her kids the worst message
She taught them to be content with what they see
Now my mother is a seed from her but she raise me differently
What she taught me is how to survive
the lessons she told me are ones she never got

she made some mistakes and had kids at a young age
But she worked really hard and my mother has a lot of heart
People in higher positions are envious of her
Because she has the capabilities and the smarts 
But she never had time to get that safety net degree
the one you can shove in people's faces 
whenever they feel like your beneath them

So she'd say sha you have to do better than me
you have to stopped the cycle or we'll never be free
She got herself a good man  before she had me 
who stuck by her side and loved her completely
So when I was born I lived a full life 
filled with joy and beautiful opportunities

But nothing good ever lasts
and my father eventually passed
So did the money and my fun times crashed
but I understand what my mother said completely
that's why i'm gonna get that safety net degree
cause I don't want my mother to struggle any more

I want to break this cycle so when she reaches and old age
she will be safe and secure 
I don't want her to have to worry anymore 
that's why I strive for better 
A better today, there's a better way
to make a better tomorrow

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