A rap

He be obsess with one

Do it for his daughter and son

Got into a jam now he gotta run

Kids and wife don’t understand

His feet are solid and this is his land

Gotta get to work and make the top

Yup for sure that’s the plan

He raises and hugs and shakes his hand

He knows its play time

Now he gotta go out and be a man

Too much pressure so how can

He with this shit damn

Should he wimp and hide

Maybe stick his head in the sand

He needs too unwind

Things will get greasy

Getting too number one

No one said it would be easy

Things are becoming less hazy

Stay active

Cant afford to lose control or go lazy

For his kids he’ll make it

For his wife he’ll break it

For his family he’ll bank it

When the one spot comes he’ll rest and sit

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  • Lucy Lockett on Feb 27, 2007

    That was fun!

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