| I didn’t ask for this crash course
|
| Didn’t know it’d last long
|
| My past trapped
|
| Get a flashback of that bad storm
|
| Dad wore this jacket on his travels left his passport
|
| Tracks that followed got stuck in his bad arm
|
| So then tell me why the then get high with friends
|
| I was running wild time and time again
|
| Crossover Iversons
|
| Applying it I admit it sorry for ever trying it
|
| Hijack my journey family worried I would die for it
|
| But look forward had dreams of being a man once
|
| Then hug the girl I loved while I was stuck in handcuffs
|
| A second that touch feels as empty as sin does
|
| Second chance I got god didn’t have to hand us
|
| So I chose to look ahead
|
| Think where I’d rather be in ten
|
| My footprints are crossing around the bend
|
| Not fingerprinted doing three to ten
|
| Broke on his lonesome
|
| Rather sleep with my woman in my home
|
| I’m soon to own one
|
| I take my queen buy her hand and make her seem grateful we
|
| Made such a great place to stay awake and make our dreams
|
| Once pace so patiently
|
| In the land of make believe
|
| I’m drunk, high and flying now I’m thanking her for saving me
|
| My pops died the day the before my fourth
|
| But decided to abort me ten years before I was born
|
| See twenty years with mom
|
| But in rehab for two thirds
|
| Living first was heroin
|
| Guess which one he chose first
|
| Telling you what’s helped me through
|
| When taught me self perspective
|
| Step tripped and fell
|
| But got up to tell direction
|
| And my second dad as good as I could have, a blessing
|
| Took a little bit of time considering he was in prison
|
| But mom must of loved him she had a drive to believe it
|
| Over four years away remember taking rides to see him
|
| And my reason when he told me see, I was only seven
|
| Cried a loss again then upset so I didn’t really get it
|
| Then eleven had my dad again but who’s to tell me anything
|
| I just wanna go out now
|
| I’m the one forgetting him
|
| A crucial part of ???
|
| Nanny and his mother
|
| And when asked me if other dads ever had a number
|
| Yeah I’m grateful I had them but a male bond matters most
|
| Especially with friends, always emphasized on having both
|
| Took a bit of time to regain what was started
|
| Before he departed
|
| Had a son who was a father
|
| Yeah I know he felt the same I seen him work hard to fix it
|
| So much you can do when the years are gone and missing
|
| Where’s my brother’s birth at
|
| Our’s not close together
|
| Instead became a family man
|
| For that I can respect him
|
| As years passed he surpassed the dad I always wanted
|
| Shit, I’ll even say the one that my mom always promised
|
| He does, did everything and loved, gave a place for me
|
| Apologies for the wait
|
| I’m thanking him for saving me |