Black Holed Hearts

Being a Dad Ain't Easy
Especially when fools keep
Treating your family sleazy

Try to teach mine to
Consider the source
But who wants to give
Their own neighborhood
A divorce

Jealousy and accusation fly
Mouths acting like they
Got No Dirt to Hide

Just making noise on
Social media
Ain't happy unless
They making enough
Drama to fill a theater

Living in a good place
Like it is no place
Because when your heart
Is as dark as a black hole
All you can see is Ghetto

Time proves all things right
When tragedy falls
I take no delight

Karma shuts up
Wagging tongues
And hard work
Always gets it done

So when Me and Mine
Are living the life
You'll be old and probably
Still creating Strife

My kids, have been targeted by a lot of Newport's worst elements