Yellow Brick Road

Going down the yellow brick road searching for the pot of gold
Holding on tight to my soul praying I don't let it go
Swing low, sweet chariot come and carry me home
Swing low, sweet chariot come and carry me home
I still believe in the best in people
Though I've lived through and been through the worse of evil
Swing low, sweet chariot come and carry me home, come and carry me home

Suicidal thoughts heavy on my heart
Been working hard and working smart
Sensei, I spent decades mastering my art
But kept coming up short, Kevin Heart

Born and raised on a dollar a day deep in the craddle of Africa
Where the president's a house na
I had to dream bigger, I became my own skipper
Fk scratching the surface, a na had to did deeper

Deeper into my fears and my despair
Does anybody care, when I'm gone will anybody shed a tear?
Deeper into the pain I couldn't explain
Deeper into the feeling that I wouldn't amount to anything

Then came the outlet, I sketched the concept
These words is therapy to me, I let my mind stretch
Somedays I just prayed to see the susnset
Crooked smilling in pictures that I wished were perfect

Basic necessities use to be luxuries
Eating with my hands I dreamt of gold cutlery
Claude and I lived on dirty water and borrowed cigarrettes for six months
Men that motivated me

Now I never take anything for granted
Kissed the fam goodbye and flew over the atlantic
I'm selfish with my time, eanr it if you want it
I got people back home counting on me to save the planet

Damn, talk about pressure, my time's running out
When I was battling depression they tried to count me out
Now a na's in this bch without a doubt
I was thinking out of the box before they tried to box me out

Come and carry me home
Me home, me home
Come and carry me home

I'm well educated, I was obligated
It was either that or death or be incarcerated
No black and whites where I'm from but I felt segregated
Thanks to the language I spoke I wasn't integrated

I know you can relate, in your own way
My A ones plotted against me in the worse way
Over psy, loose, changed, and shared jealousy
Damn that shit hurt me so bad I lost my sanity

What the hell, you live and you learn
With bridges burned its forward ever now, there's money to earn
Slithering nas I don't fk with, I'm quick to discern
I got more trust issues than hs I smashed and curved

I still can't sleep better though, I'm always in my dome
Pacing back and forth, popping zopiclone
Washing in down with a jack and henney combo
And smoking on blunts 'till I can feel my heart beat slow

Oh no, how do I deal with the obsession?
Of wanting recognition for my talent and vision?
Of making the world a better place for my successor?
Of shifting the paradigm from oppressed to the oppressor?

I pray more now, I know I need some help
I'm a cold na after all the heat I felt
My ex-girl said I carry too much and share too little
That was too deep for Michael Phelps

But I think I've made peace with my demons
I'm good with exorcist, I'm good on the sermons
Thats why a na is in this bch without a doubt
I was thinking out of the box before they try to box my out

Going down the yellow brick road searching for the pot of gold
Holding on tight to my soul praying I don't let it go
Swing low, sweet chariot come and carry me home
Swing low, sweet chariot come and carry me home
I still believe in the best in people
Though I've lived through and been through the worse of evil
Swing low, sweet chariot come and carry me home, come and carry me home

I'm drowing in waves of emetions
My heart is a maze on the ocean
I need you girl, I need someone to put this weight on right now
Won't you come through girl, won't you come over
Come and carry me home...