Night Job

She's on her night job
She's a hooker
Her night are irregular, her days stay constant
She got burning eyes sticking out of cheap contacts, she has contracts but on the contrary she realized that the same overwhelming, and the tears kept coming and the pill kept popping
She had a little chance, chance of a good life, to get outta the hoodlife
But how's she gonn raise tuition while raising five kids with little cash in the safe
And the only way to come out of her situation was if she be making a nigga was cuming out at back of train stations
So she had her dreams chased on
And if having a 4.6 GPA wasn't enough for the government to patron
They would rather have her dreams waste on
She never had a grown up to receive gifts from
Unless she sucked a boner, there's no place to tuen
Then it all seems pathetic when other girls be gossiping about her hair being synthetic, like who the heck is noticing it. Her legs won't be obstructing any D
You paid now, you'd be getting it, won't ya!
You judging ain't ya, you cussing all the places she from, the parents she's from and the hoods that she's worked
But remember that she never had curfews, or home or control, it always came with her guts. And now she just works till the dusk.