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16 years old, young soul, watching my life unfold
My interest were video game, girls, designer clothes
Durags, head bands, and sagging baggy clothes
Rowdy House parties loud that's how my era goes
Youthful exuberance, peak adolescence
90 percent ego, 10 percent pride and sense
Stepped into the place looking like I drive a Benz
When really, I took a bus close and walked beside my friends
Girls in yellow and black taxi and cars for Rentlooking flyer than a live event
Could’ve been in Segun’s dad's car if he aint had an accident
Tires bent, side dent, they’ll never let him drive again
Back to the party, it was looking almost crowded when
All boys Out, felt like an act of violence
All boys out, you got to pay before you enter
my first encounter with separation of gender
Ladies free but all the boys got to pay a fee
I aint had no money had to get my girl to pay for me
got me thinking back to the times my dad favored sis
While me and my bros struggled for approval from fathers' lips
Now I think about my father's shift, 5 to 6
Coming home tired and weak, trying to find some time to sleep
When the rain poured, he had to light the fire quick
Still, we blamed him and pointed fingers like we sadistic
think about the time me and dad had a rift
now I’m grown enough to know I was really on some childish shit
That’s why I strived to make It quick like a catalyst
To give my own kids things I was never provided with
never appreciated sometimes was even hated
Always alienated I pray that I don’t die like this
ALL BOYS BOYS OUT till you get your day in heaven
Father Time is not a blessing
Now I’m close to 40 and still watching my life unfold
priorities are family, investments, reaching my goals
Black t-shirt, Black Jeans no brand logos
Used to be fat Albert shirts FUBU baggy clothes
10 percent ego, 98 percent intelligence
looking like I don’t drive a car When I really drive Benz
Never go to parties I'm home hanging with my friends
Many failed relationships sometimes it’s hard to comprehend
Looking at life through blurry lens, let’s not pretend the measure up a man is now by how much money spent
Some resort to violence to provide the rent
The grass is not greener on either side of the iron fence
Soldiers with prosthetic legs and prescription meds
Post traumatic stress disorder early retirement
It’s a man's world to protect the fight never ends
Trying to keep up with the pressure of social media trends
Black tax on young boys cos dad's pension is bare-
Minimum, it's worth nothing when your vessel is frail
The result of putting pressure on your body for years
Boys Pick up bad habits from the pressure of peers
Drug addicting to help with depression and fear
Too much pressure to bear no intention and care
ALL BOYS OUT, lay your life down for your spouse
2024 and boys are still counted out
...Did you know? In order to be born, you needed two parents,
four grandparents, and generations of ancestors.
For you to be born today from 12 previous generations,
you needed a total of 4094 ancestors over the last 400 years.
Think for a moment. How many struggles? How many battles?
How many difficulties? How much sadness?
How much happiness? How many love stories?
How many expressions of hope for the future did
your ancestors have to undergo for you to exist
in this present moment?
You are who your ancestors sang about in their ceremonies.
You are their revolutionary prayer. You are their sacred gift to the world.
Written by: Gabe Lucas, Gilbert Bani

