Why (1)
Did we come to earth search for money at the end we die? Like that the only reason for our life While many soaring many in in sorrow the cry Some call this a poem but I wrote this rap shit to ask why Going when momma's about to leave we ask why When papa's thinking of moving we've already said bye When at day end momma may come home dry Then papa comes home in his bag a bottle of wine Chilling out with the boys we call them guys Then the girls we sat hey why Which makes them go in disguise Then
