Vee Bdosa Poet Lyric

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

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