I am getting older
And I am starting to feel it,
By my fam still needs me
Doing the day to day business,
I go to work, yes I am that slave
Then I come home and I am so tired,
But then it’s off again
Helping my fam with needs,
So I rock up to help them see
It’s what I do, I’ll help anybody,
It’s what I do I don’t get vexed
Because it keeps me busy,
Even though I am getting older
And you believe I am feeling it,
Good deeds done feel like a gift
But I don’t ask for no thanks,
And I don’t expect nothing in return
But there are days I feel my body burn,
And at these times a rest or a sleep is all I truly yearn
But my fam is my one true concern,
And in this my belief is unwavering and firm
And I hope when my fam gets older they’ll take their turn,
I hope when they see what I do maybe it’s something they’ll learn.
