The fools have all come out to play
Testosterone is on display
Ask what it means to be a man, when fathers run and mothers stay
To fight the good fights, your hollow words so easily defeat
Can you hear them crying in the street?
Your songs are all stuck on repeat…
What responsibility in rhyme
But to inspire children to crime
Who need their mothers, need their fathers so
You say respect is an entitlement
Well, that’s really not my style
Nor are handguns mixed with alcohol
I can do this for a while
And if you really think about it, does your bravado compensate
For your failed self-education, you say it’s me who’s second rate
‘Cause when we crack our books and read about crooks
We know just what you are
But then TV’s shapes point out our mistakes, you’re most certainly a star
We need our mothers, just like we need…
Tell us all the reasons why you double-crossed our trust
Not fools, they all came out today
They’re gonna find a better way, because
Despite your methods, the truth can reach their ears
And I know you’re so afraid, when reason wins, you’re never paid
But we’ve finished shedding tears,
To replace the fears with better years