Poetri - Dear Men... lyrics

Dear men, If I may ask, what in the world are you doing? I would say, "What in the world are we doing?" since I, myself, am a man. But as I've gotten older, it seems harder to relate to the chaos that comes with the territory. And since I wrote a pa**ionate letter to the women, it only seems fitting that I do the same to the men, 'cause we are on some different type of craziness... craziness that I can't fully understand or explain. I find myself tongue-tied Feeling like I wanna lie When someone asks me, "What is going on?" Thinking since I am one, I should know, right? But I have no idea So I'm compelled to ask other so-called "men": what in the world are we doing? King Can we look without a doubt and truly say we are acting like kings? Do we even still know what that means? Kings are leaders. Even the worst ones have a dignity and heir about them, so much that, when you saw one on the street, you cannot even think of another word... but king. Kings don't walk around with their pants hanging halfway down their bu*ts; at least I've never seen one. He would be too busy trying to keep his crown on his head to have time to pull up his pants every step. Nah, a king would just... I don't know, probably just wear a belt. Kings buy homes on the range before they buy themselves Range Rovers Kings don't treat every women like they're hos and s*uts Kings uphold their thrones like it's a must Aren't you a king? When did you stop acting like one? Listen, I'm just like you I mean, I understand the urges that we go through But at some point, some point we have to set a position We have to have a bar that we stand by 'Cause if we have no kid of stand-ard, no kind of morals, we will do and say any and every thing And if you look at the grand picture of the men in America, that's what we're doing: any and every thing Get rich or die tryin' Not caring about our actions, who we hurt, k** or sleep with on the way Teaching the ones that look up to us to do the same Again I understand, that is probably where you got your ideas from: a person that called himself a man And had no regards to life So you copied him, and now you are him But come on, man Come on, king At some point, the circle has got to end Start a new trend Begin new habits, let our youth see another version Another way to be If you produce another seed... Listen, If you produce a seed You water that seed You bring it sunshine You are in that seed's life every moment in time And teaching lessons from the mistakes that you made This is your little man... or precious daughter This ain't a game, this ain't a video M.T.V. or B.E.T. don't teach cla**es on it So why are you wasting time watching it? This ain't something you can just turn on and off This is life You created it, now raise it Make decisions based on it Change your life for it Love and marry that girl or call her your wife for it Build a home Get a job and live for it We are not... Listen, We are not gonna continue act like cavemen, and savages We are not gonna try to conquer s** by having it with as many women as we can I know it feels like we wanna do that But we have to learn to not always do what we feel like doing But start doing what we need to be doing 'Cause every action has eternal consequences You think you pimpin' now But when God calls you home, He's gonna ask you: What did you do with your life? How did you raise your children? How were your relationships? Did you call on me any time other than when you need help? ...And you're gonna have to answer him. I don't know, man, I just... I just want you to be able to say that... that you were a man That you were a king Know what I'm saying?