Painted faces

Let’s all paint our faces
Right before we say our graces
And pray to the god who gave us today. And
Even though he always makes a way
We’re still not happy with ourselves

Let’s all paint our faces
And be who we want to be
Children have no guidance
When their mother’s only sixteen
How could we be good mothers
& still want to be prom queen?

Ladies rock the Remy or unwrap your doobie
But whatever you do choose
You’ll make sure that you do be a groupie.
To a society
In a world where we aspire to be
Just like all the women in magazines with the flyest weave

Men continue to be boys
Only they no longer play with toys
We continue to grow down
Instead of growing up
And I can only wonder, how long will we be stuck?
So let’s all paint our faces
And become the new face of..

Whatever pop culture says is acceptable
Rappers. Models.
No more fruits and vegetables.
Just suck on this sweet candy of what is well known regrettable.
A life of ‘success’ is no longer edible
In my opinion
If u ain’t currently winning.
Let’s just leave it to society, they’ll show us a new beginning.