He's got a t-shirt
Michael Jordan on the front
He's got knock knees
Bigger than his baby face
You can't tell
This little boy he's not a man
No one
He'll listen to beside his gun
He's got
Red hair that he tries to dye blue
He's got a girlfriend
And what's it mean to you now?
If he hits her once in a while
He ain't got nothing else to do
He's just a manchild
Well he's handsome and he's got a nice car
He's straight out smart
And he knows he could go far
But that same knowledge
Is like a dark cloud
He's got too much
He's far too proud
He's just a manchild
I can hear his mama crying
When you gonna go to bed?
You're wrestling every word you ever said
To your baby
But he's not your baby no more
T-shirt
Dred-lock
Freckle
Semi-automatic
School book
Soldier
No job
What's it mean to you?
Too much
Too little
Mama
Trying to raise her baby
Drop-out
Stay in
Stay straight
Bend the rules a little
No need
To ask why
He's just a manchild oh
So strong
So silly
Lots of toys to make him feel big now
Mama
You keep trying
Keep trying like centuries past oh
Keep trying
Keep trying
I know you'll keep on trying