Gardens

We can grow a garden
We can grow a garden now

I've been reflecting on the ways people will fall in love
Cuz I remember when we met, I was just popping up
I wrote you poems from my notebooks in the hallways
You could ask my homies, I was thinking 'bout you all day
Like always, you were the reason I ain't got all A's
Reason I ain't sleeping, causing daydreaming in all ways
Remember staying up late with me at the ball cage
And shining your light, bright on me on the dark days
After school, you were the person that I called to vent
The last person that I spoke to when I'd fall to bed
You always listened, and picked me up when I'd fall, instead
Reminding me that I still loved listening to some Common sense
Was so in love like introducing you to all my friends
Instead of eating, I'd just have your food for thought instead
The Rose That Grew From Concrete, you and me reading
I'd fall asleep to your voice repeating
We can grow a garden

We can grow a garden
We can grow a garden now
We can grow a garden

When the crew was skateboarding, we were off to the side
CD player and our pens, friends passing the time
Oh you listen to Kick, Push too and Kick Push 2?
Whisperin' I just wanna kick it, miss school and spit too
Do you remember what we'd do to listen
To mixtapes, bootlegs, and them cool, new chopped and screwed editions
Couldn't believe the kind of tunes dudes was missing
Some underage, hungry school children chilling with Food & Liquor
If you really hear it, you might scoop some wisdom
If you really feel it, you'd find euphemisms
Speaking truth in lyrics, all through the music, hidden
Close your eyes, imagine lives, you could listen
Time travelling, by sampling voices with it
Skipping class fast, pen in hand leaving no margins
In the Rose Garden listening to Rose Garden

We can grow a garden
We can grow a garden now
We can grow a garden
We can grow a garden now
We can grow a garden
We can grow a garden now
We can grow a garden
We can grow a garden now

This that young Rufio doing what he knew to flow
Francis from the land of Van and Mushroom studios
I'm still trying to find the right words
For the meanings of
A brown boy raised on black music in a white world
Who feels in colours with a need to mutter
When we ain't keep in touch, it's this music that's helping us heal each other
When I don't feel myself, beats help me speak to others
When I was in my hell, music would help me see my brother
I'm grateful for everything you were showing me
Goodness takes time, gardens grow slowly
Poetry, know when all of this stops
Remember how we fell in love with hip-hop

We can grow a garden
We can grow a garden
We can grow a garden now

All this love will grow for you
It's coming up in time
We will blossom this life
All this love will grow for you
It's coming up in time
We will blossom this life
All this love will grow for you
It's coming up in time
We will blossom this life
All this love will grow for you
It's coming up in time
We will blossom this life