A Born Sinner

(Will Ekwue)

The struggles of being a man - holding a steady job, providing for your family, putting food on the table and a roof over their heads.

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Chorus 
I grew up not really knowing 
Whether I was coming or going 
A born sinner 
Who only wanted to be a winner 
 
Verse 1 
It don’t matter whether you’re good, bad or the last of a dying breed  
A father is always judged by the evolution of his seeds 
This is in conjunction with the legacy he leaves behind 
Gets so messed up sometimes it preys on my mind  
Let me begin by hollering at them single fathers 
That don’t see eye to eye with their (countless) baby mamas 
The onus is on you to provide for the ones that bear your name 
Rather than point the finger at their mums & lay blame 
To the “playas” that enjoy sleeping around 
For goodness sakes why not think about settling down? 
I totally get that a woman’s body is pure pleasure 
But you can still focus on one woman & make her your true treasure 
 
Chorus 
I grew up not really knowing 
Whether I was coming or going 
A born sinner 
Who only wanted to be a winner 
 
Verse 2 
To them hustlers out of a job & seemingly outta luck 
It may appear to most like you just don’t give a f*ck 
People are quick to judge forgetting that they ain’t perfect 
It’s better to be God’s spawn than the devil’s reject 
Keep on keeping on cos soon enough you’ll be out of this predicament 
For I can assure you that no condition is permanent 
To them fathers that like to beat up their partners as if they’re playing mortal kombat 
You ain’t a man though you’re definitely weak, lame & totally wack 
You cannot turn your house into an abusive/unhappy home 
Cos the last thing you want is for your own daughter to go through the same sh*t forcing her to believe she’s all alone 
History has this crazy knack of repeating itself 
Foster love at all times as this will always help 
 
Chorus 
I grew up not really knowing 
Whether I was coming or going 
A born sinner 
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