The Cool Thing To Do - Soul Position

Niece: Hey uncle, whatchu doin'?

Blueprint: Aw, just, uh, writin', just writin' down my thoughts

Little song I’m trying to finish up

N: Yeah?

What’s it about?

B: Well, it’s kind of about, you know, girls and they grow up

And how they be feelin' pressure to do stuff

And… boys, and… just advice I have to give you some day

N: Can I hear it?

I know it might seem like the cool thing to do

But having sex with him ain’t the best thing for you

You worry too much about what they think of you

Girl don’t define you by what they think is cool

You wanna be with him cause he is the hottest thing in school

He got the newest gear, and he got the cleanest shoes

But take my advice girl: Don’t be a fool

Before you get involved with him you gotta have rules

Rule number 1

Make him call you first

Then ask him if he goes to church

Not the church alone makes you better than anyone

But if he is only out for sex he’ll definitely run

Rule number 2 might seem kinda wrong

But tell him you got older brothers even if you don’t

Tell him they’re thug’d out and always around

Let him know your last man got a beat down

And when he asks you, «Will they do that to me?»

You say, «Only if you raise your hand and never hit me.»

Rule number 3: Even if you don’t practice it

Tell him you are a virgin and you’re all about abstinence

You ain’t having sex cause your parents ain’t having it

Your moms is real strict and your dad will have a fit

And if you say that and he stays on the line

Keep him around for a while

He might be worth your time

N: That’s really good uncle

B: Thank you, thank you.

You know I.

Tryin' make you sure you know what you need to know cause.

It’s gon' come the time that you gon' need that advice.

I mean, you’re only 8 right now but.

Tryin' to look out

N: Did you write some more?

B: Yeah.

I gotta, i gotta a second verse I can let you check out

You know, along the same lines

N: I wanna hear it

B: Okay

I know it might seem like the cool thing to do

But having a baby now ain’t the best thing for you

You worry too much about what they think of you

Girl don’t define you by what they think is cool

You are a teenager

But want a bundle of joy

Somebody you can teach and hold, a girl or a boy

But you got a life in your hands

That ain’t a toy

How you gonna pay the bills when your not even employed?

I know you think I’m hating just to call you out

But you don’t need a kid

You need a paper route

Have you even thought about what «being mom» is all about?

Mom got a real job, mom don’t go out

Mom gotta drop the kid off at day care

And when the kids is sick, mom gotta stay there

I know it probably seems like it really ain’t fair

But she gotta work twice as hard cause pops ain’t there

Now you can go to sleep if you’re feeling tired

But soon you won’t get to sleep if the baby’s cryin'

You gotta fix a warm bottle plus change the diapers

Forget about the single moms you used to admire

Your childhood is gone and you can barely remember that

The innocence you had, nobody can bring it back

Now your whole life is dirty diapers and Similac

I hope you reconsider when you hear the facts