Hip Hop

You were a
February baby
cause your
daddy soldiers
couldn't march
Your mom
use to be a pro
A true work of art
She be hanging
with them
boyz
late night
after dark
Now you
wonder
where you
come from
Well where
do I start
You were
created
by some
fellas
who
wasn't
tryna
be pop
In the
city that
never sleeps
And they
dubbed you
Hip Hop
You grew up
in the spot light
Where everybody
could learn
How to spread
you around
and get
their turn
In the city
with great
big lights
But your
mama
couldn't
raise you
She made
the ultimate
sacrifice
She packed
your
bags up
And sent
you
to my
town
The city
of angels
Far from
the Buggy Down
Them bangers
be down
No one
told you
that you'd
get caught up
Beat down
to the ground
Never
giving a fuck
You got a
little older
And start
acting brand new
So your fam
sent you to
the dirty  cause
They didn't want
to lose you
Now your just
a poster child
For what could
of been greatness
Because your
for fathers
got caught up
With the law
and served
time as
lyrical rapist