Old Folks & Babies

Old folks and babies are beautiful aint they
Too old too young to walk
Too young too old to talk
But they know best
See the old folks know because of what they've been through
More than me, and more than you
But babies play with irony, because they know too
but they know because they lack the knowledge me and you only thought we knew

Sad Black Old Folk
Through their eyes I saw wars, bondage and segregation
I saw ticks and pains played with with medication
I saw nightmare streams rapidly on repeat
But no monsters in the the closet, the only monsters were you and me
I read their minds too, dazzling thoughts of jealousy
Because our world is only what it is because they went through hell to be free.
And now we're living in a paradise but acting like niggers
Bigots explainin it, like “Minus the chains and whips... Go Figure”
I saw tears fall from their eyes as they watch us laugh at it
because they prepared a table of delicacies and watch us smashing it like savages.
I watched their Tremble filled hands, from pinky to thumb, go numb
Because we're wearing big ass tee-shirts like we don't know where cotton comes from.
Maybe not now but catch the point, because that's the point.
We got it made, because we don't go through what they did
But must we constantly act like fools, like we don't know what they did
History teaches lessons, their story marks treasures
But we don't read any stories so we're just looking for the X's
We're just riding on their coat tails enjoying what they fought for
Their preaching to the choir, like our kids aint violent, but violence is what we're getting caught for
put behind bars for, leaving our kids to be raised by them
but maybe that's a work of God, what future would we raise without them
We would ruin the babies...

Old folks and babies are beautiful aint they
Too old too young to walk
Too young too old to talk
But they know best

Happy Lil' Babies
Through their eyes I see acceptance, beauty and forgiveness
Ignorance is bliss, they see our failure like “What is this?”
They look up to us because they don't know better,
They're just getting Started, they're not yet fed up
We run around screamin, nobody gives us a chance to prove we're fit
They give us a chance like no one else ever will, and what do we do with it
We ruin it, They grow up to be just like us, but at least we got the Old Folk to Trust
When we become the old folk, and the babies become us, Who's gonna come guide us
And the part that makes me sick, is we set the babies up
So gullible they are, but we manipulate their trust
Instead of Being the kings and Queens We are to give them something to look forward to
They follow footsteps of Niggas and Hoes from my hood and yours too
I read their minds and to them, we can do no wrong
We lie to them, mistreat them, and they still hold on
They don’t yet understand our ignorance so they think that we're smart
But really we're so dumb we ruined our future at its start.
Because that's what they are, they're our future right??
So When we don't
encourage them, I guess that makes us stupid right??

Old folks and babies are beautiful aint they