Be a Man

Best to not raise no rival Better put that on your Bible I will never lose sight of your idol Dead center scope, reloading my rifle Stoking my fire Barrel is smoking Hope ain't a weapon, boy don't play with emotions People need to pray for some protection like Trojans Got a lot to say before my throat starts closing, choking Open wounds, clawing at open wounds Classrooms turning into tombs Next new massacre happening soon See the whole sad truth at your local school Broken glass, running through the hallway fast Weave while the bullets whiz past Every last grade needs a new mass grave Maybe make a little change They could all be saved Semi-automatic Strapped while he's sitting in traffic Snaps if the slightest thing happens Blasting all because you swerved in his lane Tad bit of rage makes a man insane Let me explain Try to put the picture in frame One man can't be to blame But when the pattern is the same Time to consider larger issues at play Maybe daddy bared a pistol Cared more for weapons than kinfolk Spent his days stewing in an aimless rage Raving about wasted potential It's apparent that this parent ain't parental Late at night Try to deal with demons inside All he wants to do is fight Beating on his kids and wife Seems that violent tendencies the only things That make him feel alive Now his son's full grown Trying to be a man of his own But never got the tools to move on Soul's still trapped in a broken home Thinks no one can relate So he's feeling all alone Craves attention that his father never gives him Gave him only isolation and hatred Alienated so it seems Being extreme's the only way he's ever seen Boys will be boys But when he feels he's got no voice Buy a couple toys that'll make more noise Then he gives society a choice To acknowledge his power or the weapons get deployed In a culture built by patriarchy Masculinity becomes a standard some just can't achieve When your sense of character is correlated to your strength Have to find a way to prove to people that you ain't weak Feels he was denied Something that he's owed by right Simply 'cause he's born as a guy In a world where the sky is the limit It's implied that the women get a slice of a percentage To achieve the same position Who's the real victim