Lost and Found Adolescence

The adolescent lost its way in search of answers to hot to hold... The adolescent has lost its way...having a  CHILD don't make you a MAN CHILD...babies  having babies for the sport of sex. Using protection, out of the question... The answer comes after your first ejaculation....yet you let lil Wayne tell you how to love and drake serenade you with somber melodies and thinking Shyt that's how I wanna live. Yet you recite their verses...with curses, thinking thats you in the studio... So far from reality, you forgot your way to the real world... Your home... Damn I hate to see the adolescent waste potential, the ignorance they perpetuate. The adolescent we patiently wait on you to mature, but maybe we want you to grow up too fast... But that's what you want right...yo pants hang low, moping around aimlessly with nowhere to go, you wait on line to for sneakers funded by the hard work of your parents... My youth where are you in this world... The echoes of lost songs in there deliverance...the adolescent please pick up your pants, take your hat off, watch your language... Respect your elders... Live like you have some sense kind of like a gentlemen so to speak... Ahh there you are my adolescent brother... There you are...