To Come of Age

My dad wasn't a fighter, to tell the truth i'm not a fighter neither
I'd rather post up and get higher then to set the world on fire
Kay i'm a liar, i'm a lighter lit in fact i'm all igniter
A life can be inspired but still filled with frying pan to fryer
I say a fighter's overrated my dad tobacco meditated
Perennnial truths calmly stated conflicts mediated
Forget a fighter, my dad would tell us we should come together
As he sipped his 32 ounce miller and hovered his camel ember
He would talk of worldy concepts that he wanted to remember
At least he did until that fateful labor day one hot september
No not a fighter, but a fighter wasn't at all what i desired
But a father who cared for and tended to the children that he had sired
At night my mom and dad were tired but they never let us want for much
If only such a grounding could be guaranteed for all us
He wasn't a fighter and that's okay if i could have him another day
None of your ancient macho framework would faze my family in any way
To come of age

I found out
What it means
To come of age

What a small thing to say and for the record no I don't resent that nurse
But a world whose concept of manly worth is so barren hack and terse
I don't give special regard to those in thrall to dudely urge
Ital santos made this dirge with hella knock and drums for earth
Someone's rubric for a person is less than what anyone deserves
My dad had his breadly brews and I would share 'em with some herbs
No not a fighter, had a work ethic an old school provider
The working man could be a miser he was kinder he was wiser
Every 5 years I realize more and more the blessings that he's given me
It's a trip to see good fortune and revision in your history
Whispering a voice from your past maybe your parent
Cause it's not clear that cheery spirits are inherent in the here and now
What he was was a humble Christian what he had was a simple mission
What he did was make contribution to education of musicians
And there isn't a blamed day goes by that I don't miss 'em
Just his presence and conversation and to listen to his wisdom to come of age

I found out
What it means
To come of age

So god called him home, I had my family but was all alone
Friends and peers say i've shone but we're all just pulling blood from stones
And justice
Didn't care he was a man of substance
White men are dying younger tolls are ringing for past success
So now the hills in view for me and fam I seek the top of it
Growing up is owning up and knowing universe wants the opposite
Growing up is knowing movies and the glamour and the luxury
Have nothing to do with working folks and families and drudgery
I don't feel sorry for people in famous cities I'm not blameless or that witty
Simply running out of pity tryna bring the I.E. with me
When I rise up, light the skies up
All our lives are set to timers while the winds of time are climbing
No high rises the buildings low around our mountain desert
This community endeavors to give its children something better
A team effort, build a treehouse in which all seekers can wake and rage
For we humble as our children's souls and spirits come of age