Dear Mama Part Two

Now ain't nobody tell us it was fair
No love from my daddy cause the coward wasn't there
He pa*sed away and I didn't cry, cause my anger
wouldn't let me feel for a stranger
They say I'm wrong and I'm heartless, but all along
I was lookin for a father he was gone
I hung around with the Thugs, and even though they sold drugs
They showed a young brother love
I moved out and started really hangin
I needed money of my own so I started slangin
I ain't guilty cause, even though I sell rocks
It feels good puttin money in your mailbox
I love payin rent when the rent's due
I hope ya got the diamond necklace that I sent to you
Cause when I was low you was there for me
And never left me alone because you cared for me
And I could see you comin home after work late
You're in the kitchen tryin to fix us a hot plate
Ya just workin with the scraps you was given
And mama made miracles every Thanksgivin
But now the road got rough, you're alone
You're tryin to raise two bad kids on your own
And there's no way I can pay you back
But my plan is to show you that I understand
You are appreciated

Again, more hard work from Mama. It is hard to raise a man on your own, this is true. That is why Tupac sought out older kids even though he was a born leader, he needed the guidance only a “man” could provide. I notice this in my own daily work, the kids that were raised by only a mother use the phone more and talk more generally. And also take more chances to “prove” their manhood. I’m convince that if Tupac had a “decent” father he would of had a chance to be President.