Model Home

Plexiglass and some styrofoam
You wanted more than a model home
Every week we plan our escape
A little effort is all it takes

I fuck with autumn for the changes
My family is the foliage
The branches for the nameless
My roots as deep as holy is
I console the mothers who saw the streets as fathers
To raise a wild few who ended up amongst the scholars
Yeah, that's why i'm praying for our daughters
So they could lead us through these waters
Because when mama's proud, she's the grace that we charter
Ambition is a kin to intuition

Saturdays
With your mind on empty
Spirit on extra, body on me
Won't buy what the soul can't see
Won't touch what the heart can't read
Waiting for a cold case of basics
They just want to see if we'll make it
Same answers, new faces
Circles round these places

Plexiglass and some styrofoam
You wanted more than a model home
Every week we plan our escape
A little effort is all it takes

I fuck with spring for the tulips
And daffodils emerging from the dirt the way that you did
With caterpillars crawling on your pedals for perfume
Want to bottle it than abuse it
She said i'm old fashioned but the drip is mint julep
The type that could decipher who's a diamond from a cubic
Young Kubrick, debunk the deboos with ice cube's brick
Damn, God giggling at my stupid plans
I'll dig a garden with my two hands
To provide you with the soil you need
Show you my roots, point to the trees
A legacy is so important to leave
Terrified that I might spoil the seed
Head in the clouds your boy in the weeds

Sundays
With your mind on next week
Spirit on holy, body on weak
You deserve a little shine on your skin
Your environment should mirror your alignment within

Plexiglass and some styrofoam
You wanted more than a model home
Every week we plan our escape
A little effort is all it takes