Express Yourself

Don't let me lose this moment, it's creative and it's art
to this family I belong, why don't I play the part
what I know is what I love, my music and my color
everything it represents, we'd share with one another
sperm-donor was the part he played, but now he is my dad?
I couldn't help but wonder though the life I would have had.
he was depressed...okay...I won't argue with that
but didn't he ever wonder what would come of his little brat?
I didn't miss him much though, because I never knew
that his only excuse for not being there was that he was feeling blue
If I had known his alcohol and his depression was that bad....
I would have said..."who gives a fuck, where the hellz my dad?"
instead I was stuck, alone in my brain
feeling like a mutt inside, going all insane
not knowing why I am this way, not knowing who I am
thinking all along that I didn't need a man
I had a mother who was there through the good times and the bad
but "who's your daddy?" they would ask, response was "me...a dad!?"
interests, features, family history
all of those things were so brand new to me
so all of my life I felt I had to hide who I really was
like art isn't prestigeous, and I shouldn't catch a buzz
now I know the reason why I am like this today
it's my genetic make-up yall and it wont go away
it's out of my system though, I know who I am
I know who I love, I know where I stand
I know that from now on I won't have to wonder
I'll be greatful that I was brought up by my mother
a single mom. busted her ass, to bring her kids up right
roof over my head, kept me fed, prayers every night
There's always going to be, a critic in the crowd
but I don't care what people say, I stand strong and I stand proud
I love the person I am inside, so does he because
Until I meet the one above, I'll never be judged