Meet the Parents

First they love me, then they hate me

Then they love me again

Uh, let's take a trip down

Let's take a trip down memory

Lane at the cemetery

Rain, grey skies, seems at the end of every

Young black life is this line, "Damn, him already?

Such a good kid, got us pourin' Henn' already"

Liquor to the curb for my **** up above

When it cracks through the pavement, that's my way of sending love

So, give Big a hug, tell Aaliyah I said hi

Till the next time I see her, on the other side

He was just some thug that caught some slugs

And we loved him 'cause in him, we saw some of us

He walked like us, talked like us

His back against the wall, **** fought like us, damn

Poor Isis, that's his mama name

Mama ain't strong enough to raise no boy, what's his father name?

Shorty never knew him, though he had his blood in him

Hot temper, mama say he act just like her husband

Daddy never fucked with him, so the streets raised him

Isis blamin' herself, she wish she could've saved him

Damn near impossible, only men can raise men

He was his own man, not even him can save him

He put his faith in a .38 in his waist

But when you live by the gun, you die by the same fate

End up dead before 38, and, um

That's the life of us raised by winter, it's a cold world

Old girl turned to coke, tried to smoke her pain away

Isis' life just ended on that rainy day

When she got the news her boy body could be viewed

Down at the city morgue, open the drawer, saw him nude

Her addiction grew, prescription drugs, sippin' brew

Angel dust dipped in, woo

She slipped into her own fantasy world

Had herself pregnant by a different dude

But reality bites and this is her life

He wasn't really her husband, though he called her wife

It was just this night when the moon was full

And the stars were just right and the dress was real tight

Had her soundin' like Lisa Lisa, I wonder if I take you home

Will you still love me after this night?

Mike was the hard head from around the way

That she wanted all her life, shit, she wanted all the hype

Used to hold on tight when he wheelied on the bike

He was a "Will he?" all her life, he wasn't really the one to like

It was a dude named Sha who would really treat her right

He wanted to run to the country to escape the city life

But Isis liked this Broadway life

She loved the Gucci sneakers, the red, green, and whites

Hangin' out the window when she first seen him fight

She was so turned on that she had to shower twice

How ironic it would be some fight that

Turned into a homicide that'll alter their life

See, Mike at thirty-two was still on the scene

Had a son, fifteen, that he never saw twice

Sure he saw him as a infant, but disowned him like

"If that was my son, he would look much different

See I'm light-skinned and that baby there's dark"

So it's mama's baby, papa's maybe

Mike was still crazy out there runnin' the streets

Had his old reliable .38 gun in his reach

It's been fourteen years, him and Isis ain't speak

He runnin' around like life's a peach, till one day

He approached this thug that had a mean mug

And it looked so familiar that he called him Young Cuz

Told him to get off the strip, but the boy ain't budge

Instead he pulled out a newer .38 snub

He clearly had the drop but the boy just paused

There was something in this man's face he knew he seen before

It's like lookin' in the mirror, seein' himself more mature

And he took at as a sign from the almighty Lord

You know what they say about he who hesitates in war?

He who hesitates is lost

He can't explain what he saw before his picture went blank

The old man didn't think, he just followed his instinct

Six shots into his kin, out of the gun

****, be a father, you're killin' your son

(Six shots into his kin, out of the gun)

(****, be a father, you're killin' your sons)

Meet the parents