Walk With Me
Long time humming success coming
I'm pacing no rushing
Old shawties can't hit my line like they used to
Smartened up and changed my number
Get's cold though when my girl not acting right
Can't resort to another
Want to hit the bar but there's been a distance between me and my closest brothers
The ones who supposed to help my mother
Ease her mind
Cuz she knows I'm with them 'stead of the street dudes who hit the block
Do some time, rewind
Fast forward or lose they life
Excuse these random thoughts must vent or get lost to the point
I couldn't function
I rather be real than put up facades like these religious queers, queer?
Queer meaning weird
I live in a world where you must watch how you talk walk as you steer
Unfortunately my tongue never fears
Or could be held by a muffle
Probably why I am here
Alone in a place where everybody knows me
Only when I'm quiet or giving cheers
The truth they can't hear
The false they indulge till dreams are nightmares
Deeper the knowledge
The farther the stairs
I've fathered the scared
Sat by the stars
Bathed in the heat supplied by mars
I've learned cycles will take over your life
Unless you take traditions and
Throw them overboard
Planking on the boat flowing overboard
Doing too much
Words cut tension like I'm swinging samurai swords
Irked by a world, my son Easton growing in
I could see he could see the war
Heart of gold
Sense of humor so he don't implode
I know it'll change to explode
I rather that than any circumstance make lil man
Act on another's accord
Ever since he asked for my thick chain I called him a boss
He asked me what it means
I said when you wear it
They'll think you're just that, a better one
Don't ever get it twisted though son
Chains are illusions and I swear he heard me
Graduated kindergarten and when I passed him his gift
A chain, he said hold that for me
True boss a lil one
You don't need that big gun
True boss my son Easton
Had to call him Enoch
Enoch
Walk with me on this journey
Enoch
I'm pacing no rushing
Old shawties can't hit my line like they used to
Smartened up and changed my number
Get's cold though when my girl not acting right
Can't resort to another
Want to hit the bar but there's been a distance between me and my closest brothers
The ones who supposed to help my mother
Ease her mind
Cuz she knows I'm with them 'stead of the street dudes who hit the block
Do some time, rewind
Fast forward or lose they life
Excuse these random thoughts must vent or get lost to the point
I couldn't function
I rather be real than put up facades like these religious queers, queer?
Queer meaning weird
I live in a world where you must watch how you talk walk as you steer
Unfortunately my tongue never fears
Or could be held by a muffle
Probably why I am here
Alone in a place where everybody knows me
Only when I'm quiet or giving cheers
The truth they can't hear
The false they indulge till dreams are nightmares
Deeper the knowledge
The farther the stairs
I've fathered the scared
Sat by the stars
Bathed in the heat supplied by mars
I've learned cycles will take over your life
Unless you take traditions and
Throw them overboard
Planking on the boat flowing overboard
Doing too much
Words cut tension like I'm swinging samurai swords
Irked by a world, my son Easton growing in
I could see he could see the war
Heart of gold
Sense of humor so he don't implode
I know it'll change to explode
I rather that than any circumstance make lil man
Act on another's accord
Ever since he asked for my thick chain I called him a boss
He asked me what it means
I said when you wear it
They'll think you're just that, a better one
Don't ever get it twisted though son
Chains are illusions and I swear he heard me
Graduated kindergarten and when I passed him his gift
A chain, he said hold that for me
True boss a lil one
You don't need that big gun
True boss my son Easton
Had to call him Enoch
Enoch
Walk with me on this journey
Enoch
Credits
Writer(s): Yoneiby Rosario Jr
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