Wake the heck up you dummy

You were not born to survive

You feel that shit in your tummy?

You, like anyone, can thrive

Learn what others have done

Talk right to yourself

You have someone to raise, your son

He won’t just be sitting on the shelf

Take really tiny steps

Every single day

There’s no need for big preps

It’s truly the only way

So start walking, one by one

And then you’ll look back

You’ll see what you’ve done

You’ll realize the old you was wack

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