The Blues - Apathy

The love of money is the root of all evil

And that’s a fact

But a person ain’t nothing without money

And that’s wack

I mean you can be spiritual and mentally give

But you need money for food

And you need food to live

Heat bills and utilities

Home cable and gas.

For you car, Subway fair, bike or bus pass

If you got kids you need to support them

And if you answer to safe sex is abortion

Then you need money to abort them

Now that’s messed up, as mess can be

But it’s reality

Awaking without any income or salary

You better have a job 40 hours a week

Shower and eat, sleep, freak, chill, and have heat

And what about you future

Your long term post

Maybe own a house and have a lawn with not potholes

Send you kids away to college so the cycle repeats

Not having to worry if your family is out in the streets

If you follow these steps you’ll probably never lose

Never find yourself saying that you got the blues

You should take my advice

Something that you can use

So you won’t have to say that you got the blues

When you’re on top of the world and feel you can’t lose

A problem hits you right in the heart leaving a bruise

Whether it’s your love or the money it’s bad news

But don’t stress it because you just…

(got the blues)

You don’t stress it son you just…

(got the blues)

You don’t stress it baby you just…

I sat staring at the wall

Fearing the call

My girl caught me with another chick down at the mall

All she did was give me a look and jet out the door

Four hours later my pager was still on the floor

No messege is expressionless

Wait no need to be stressing this

She was just a friend I kissed on the cheek

Chilled every other week and wanted to freak

Back in the day straight

But now I got a girl that I lay

So I stay faithful Play no games with her brains

My main squeeze she’s ready to please never complains

What more could I ask for

Wack whores who sweat me

Cause of my CD and see me when they’re greedy, looking sexy

Hoping they caught some cream

But queen sorry to stop your dream

But I’m not the one you gotta be greeting

That’s why I need my girl like a fiend needs rock

I need to call her at her spot to explain the plot

My heart is on lock

I’m feeling the pain of love sting

When I dial her number and hear the telephone ring