Something to Ponder

My pen is filled with ink that overflows
Spilling out rhymes leaving behind
Something for the minds to ponder
And I wonder why it's not important these days
To speak meaningful words over the airwaves
Wish I could cover all lil man's ears but he brushes our hands away
And lil mama poppin her overdeveloped bootay
Is getting the most views on youtube
Saw the same disgrace at the parade yesterday
We all cheered her on and she looked to be about five
And we already teachin her how to get attention
Not by obeying the rules or getting good grades
Nobody shouting What's Goin On or Love's in Need of Love Today
We too busy being jerks and makin love in the club
The Good Life as quickly as possible?
Pimpin? Hustlin? Sellin drugs?
That's what's being glorified
How can we keep Martin's dreams alive
If we hear so much garbage our spirits are becoming landfills
And we cant blame The Man for this oppression
Don't know when we gone learn this lesson
Apathetic as we've become with no standards for the children
If these words were over a bangin beat, then would you listen?