Thoughts of the Past
Your memory or
My consciousness for rhyming and collecting your thoughts
Stare deeper in my eyelids
Til' your pupils enlarge
And you're closer to dying but don't seem too alarmed
It's the people involved
In retrospect my time is detriment
With hell aside, my only sense is to carry your heart
But I'm terrified, but recognize your spirit lives on
Just play this song for my daughter
And tell her daddy is strong
Tell her daddy had to choose his own fate
Tell her daddy shouldn't associate with niggas that's fake
Tell her daddy made his own bed and it's to time come lay
Tell her daddy was a solider that made some mistakes
Tell her that love is the key
Don't let a nigga tell her different
I ain't have love for niggas
That's why daddy's casket living
Buried in the finest linen
Killed by a selfish nigga that had to take yo daddy's life
Because he had the things he didn't
So before I go make sure you play this for my kids
Let em' venture through the past
And see the life I used to live
Every struggle, every crumb
When mama couldn't make her ends
Show em' every I place went so they can know just where I been
So by the end of this song
They would finally understand and venture back into my life
And what made daddy to a man
What made daddy take a stand and lead niggas I call my brothers
So this song is for my daughter
Tell her that I fucking I love her
Your memory or
My consciousness for rhyming and collecting your thoughts
Stare deeper in my eyelids
Til' your pupils enlarge
And you're closer to dying but don't seem too alarmed
It's the people involved
In retrospect my time is detriment
With hell aside, my only sense is to carry your heart
But I'm terrified, but recognize your spirit lives on
Just play this song for my daughter
And tell her daddy is strong
My consciousness for rhyming and collecting your thoughts
Stare deeper in my eyelids
Til' your pupils enlarge
And you're closer to dying but don't seem too alarmed
It's the people involved
In retrospect my time is detriment
With hell aside, my only sense is to carry your heart
But I'm terrified, but recognize your spirit lives on
Just play this song for my daughter
And tell her daddy is strong
Tell her daddy had to choose his own fate
Tell her daddy shouldn't associate with niggas that's fake
Tell her daddy made his own bed and it's to time come lay
Tell her daddy was a solider that made some mistakes
Tell her that love is the key
Don't let a nigga tell her different
I ain't have love for niggas
That's why daddy's casket living
Buried in the finest linen
Killed by a selfish nigga that had to take yo daddy's life
Because he had the things he didn't
So before I go make sure you play this for my kids
Let em' venture through the past
And see the life I used to live
Every struggle, every crumb
When mama couldn't make her ends
Show em' every I place went so they can know just where I been
So by the end of this song
They would finally understand and venture back into my life
And what made daddy to a man
What made daddy take a stand and lead niggas I call my brothers
So this song is for my daughter
Tell her that I fucking I love her
Your memory or
My consciousness for rhyming and collecting your thoughts
Stare deeper in my eyelids
Til' your pupils enlarge
And you're closer to dying but don't seem too alarmed
It's the people involved
In retrospect my time is detriment
With hell aside, my only sense is to carry your heart
But I'm terrified, but recognize your spirit lives on
Just play this song for my daughter
And tell her daddy is strong
Credits
Writer(s): Caine Casanova
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