We gonna be okay

by Young Thug

Stand up move your body man
scream for you rights and don't feel sorry cause you can
please mister president try to understand
what a feeling to be poor
sister is a whore
or a father drug dealer strangers knock your door
got no home live in the streets feel alone
brothers shall we live for the day
I don't care thanks to god that's what I say
keep you head up we gonna be okay we gonna be okay

Click here to post comments

Join in and write your own page! It's easy to do. How? Simply click here to return to Family Poems.


Search Here for Poetry

Click here if you love us! Follow Me on Pinterest