[Hook: Akil]
Yo, either you a part of the problem
Or you a part of the solution
What's your contribution to life? Yo
So many people complain, always talk about change, yo
But what's your contribution to life?
Yo, either you with or ain't with it, if it ain't broke don't fix it
Yo, what's your contribution to life?
Yo, either you give or you take, make moves or you wait
Yo, but what's your contribution to life? Yo...
[Intro: Zaakir]
You're about to witness three of the most common
Tales of man, woman and human, the difference between the three
Is that there is not difference, just other outcomes
Listen and witness the common tales
[Verse 1: Akil]
Aye yo my momma and a nigga for life
Love carousel, cuss, yell and fight
Seven nights a week, no respect when they speak
Disrespect between the sheets, the ends don't meet
No rice, beans or meat
My momma was the bread winner
Plus she had to cook his dinner
My daddy was a full time sinner
Poppa was a stone an' stayed gone 'till November
Off of that 'gnac , that made him act
Like the devil done took his soul and ain't given it back
Remember that, when you play for the bless
Speedy victory for the poor and oppressed
I can't stand the stress, the test of time pressed
Up against my momma and daddy chest, I'd try to rest
With no stretch of the mind, I can't find no peace
Of mind within this family of mine, yo
[Verse 2: Marc 7even]
She got chips and you don't, that's bottom line
Is this the way love goes? Hmm... lets rewind
You really ain't paid, you clockin' minimum wage
Now basically you a slave, your wife studies for days
No money for much, just movies and such
The way your two hands clutch, you know it's love, not lust
Now she's sick of the bus, and using you as a crutch
And on top of this stuff, she graduates in a month – damn
Her new job got her clocking the dough
Now she's buying new clothes, and taking you to the show
You feeling like you the hoe, not knowing which way to go
And ultimately you know, you ain't feeling her, so
You need to "get up, get out and get something"
Your job ain't nothing, all these years you've just been frontin'
Thats the way she played ya, the talk enrage ya
Went back, to your days of a playa
[Verse 3: Chali 2na]
She always said, "I'm out husslin' for food, kitchen indeed
While this nigga spend his ends on booze, bitches, and weed
I thought that we'd agree, with two kids to feed
That you would slow your roll, but instead of switchin' your speed
You slapped me [*slap*]
You can't attack me, thinkin' I'ma be happy
In fact, get to packin' and leave rapidly"
After we witness, no love between parents
The father type that was once on the scene vanished
Supreme damage to couples that match these
Producin' generations of kids with latch-keys
Her daughter learned from mama how to reject men
Her sons attracts women that don't respect men, and then
One parental provider can be the plan
But no woman can truly teach a boy to be a man
That's why I'm always telling these many pals of mine
The most that you can spend on any child is time
[Outro: Zaakie]
Look we don't have all the answers
We're victims to the same situations
But man plans and Allah plans
And Allah is the best of planners
So what's your contribution to life?
[Hook: Akil]
Yo, either you a part of the problem
Or you a part of the solution
What's your contribution to life? Yo
So many people complain, always talk about change, yo
But what's your contribution to life?
Yo, either you with or ain't with it, if it ain't broke don't fix it
Yo, what's your contribution to life?
Yo, either you give or you take, make moves or you wait
Yo, but what's your contribution to life? Yo...
What's your contribution to life?
