look of love

Okay let's go
I got a little story gather round me and behold
It's about an adolescent in his madness, no control
He only did smoke
Never did coke
And beats knocking 'em off
On daily, I suppose he was a member society
Always was trill and always kept it inside of him
Never seeked power
I guess it's always inside of him
Many hidden talents
He couldn't choose, it puzzled him
Always act a fool, but never lose
What's wrong with him?
Was he just blessed? Or something else
He couldn't tell
So he used rap to find his path
A reconnaissance
Now let us begin, the very man's holding the pen

I was 17 when I started
A couple K's in my pocket
No money for window shopping
And every day was a challenge
And everyday was a balance
Between my life and my parents
It was so very apparent
Apparently I'm embarrassing niggas
They ain't a challenge
No no they ain't a challenge
Stir em up like a salad
And serve it fresh for the palette
Fantasies, in a palace
Travelling 'round the atlas
It's a maybe when I tell her I'm trynna take her to Paris
I'm gone



Credits
Writer(s): Ian Masozera
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