Paige

Is there heaven for a slave Is there heaven for a slave Is it Is there heaven for a slave Is there heaven for a slave Is it Is it Is there heaven for a slave Is there heaven for a slave Is it me or is it fate Is it me or is it fate Will these stories be replayed Will these stories be replayed Or will they turn the page Or will they turn the page Is there heaven for a slave Is there heaven for a slave Is it me or is it fate Is it me or is it fate Will these stories be replayed Will these stories be replayed Or will they turn the page Or will they turn the page So it was Early Sunday morning Clouds and sun adjoining Bout to grab my milk and cereal To start my morning ritual But When I went to open up the 'frigerator It said, Nah son, ain't nothing in here to save ya So I thought about some water Or maybe eating it dry But you know when you got that craving That's hard to deny Caved in, got dressed Got some paper Walked outside Headphones on Batteries low But I'm energized Who Ha! Hand banging to that Busta Rhymes People passing trying to talk Sorry, I don't got the time Till I walked up on this dope fiend Standing by a church Waving arms like a pantomime Pulling on my shirt So I turn my music down To see what he talkin' about He said Hey man, what's up Ain't seen you in a minute Man, where you been Got new stuff Can I hit it Some for my friend Fam, all I got is a ten I promise to pay the rest when my check comes in I swear I promise It won't happen again Slow down First off You don't know me like that You must have got me confused Smoking all of that crack And if I did I wouldn't deal to you Pushed him back Turned my music up Kept walking He didn't know what else to do Almost to the corner store And felt a tug on my jeans I balled my fist Ready to swing on this dope fiend But stopped before my fist connected It wasn't who I expected It was Paige The neighborhood hoe She froze in her tattered clothes Eyes glossy like her necklace She started to break down Fell to her knees yelling Please, Listen Ripped off my headphones I said What's wrong She told me about her childhood And how her parents Used to beat her in submission Even used her To ease their sexual tensions Was even forced to deepthroat Her little brother So she grew up learning to enjoy Being pleasure for others Until several months ago She was raped Now her period's late She contemplates To abort or stay the course Been forced to live the life of a slave Never thought about it Till she thought about How a child would behave Now she wonders If it's wrong Cuz of how she was raised Is it wrong Don't we do what makes us happy at the end of the day I told her I don't know Maybe you should pray She shook her head, but said ok Then asked me for a couple dollars To help her get out of town To clear her mind I lied and told her Sorry baby, I ain't got a dime Thanks anyway she said With her head down Got up Turned around And walked away in a limp Shook my head Went inside Spent a five on some two percent And I ain't never seen her since Word on the street She never got to leave Life full of pain Took her life Along with her seed Now every time I sit down To eat my breakfast It's hard not to regret this Looking back on it now She was just like Me Yeah she was just like me Damn Is there heaven for a slave Is there heaven for a slave Is it me or is it fate Is it me or is it fate Will these stories be replayed Will these stories be replayed Or will they turn the page Or will they turn the page