Time

How many years does it take for this wound to be healed
Been three since we last talked for real
Ever since you left hasn't been too chill
You momma tell you how that shit has made me feel
And I know I didn't raise you easy but is more than I never really had
So take it easy on your pops
Recently he been feeling sentimental bout his past
I know I never told you about it
So listen up

There was, No embrace from no body no smiles
Granddaddy didn't plan on having me or your uncle so young and it showed
You can see it in the belt that he held so tight, Buckle up boy bite
Uh
Why I deserved was a question that I'll ask to this day still justice never served
And How my momma always heard
But never said nothing about it hurt more than the fucking damn blows

I apologize for my choice of words
This what happens when you grow in the gutter no nerves
And is mild compared to all that served
Morals never counted for no shit, you feel me

And when your grandpa wasn't feeling real tough
He took his hammer to my back, so your uncle had enough
I'm done with your shit
I'd rather die in prison than live with this bitch
He took him by the door with his hands on his neck
And at that moment it I could see it passed down
The blessings of a father to his son now sound
The cycle has continued another generation has been cursed
Another round I swore to god this would be the last time
I swore to god this would be the last time
How many years does it take for this wound to be healed
Been four since we last talked for real
Ever since you left hasn't been too chill
You momma tell you how that shit has made me feel
And I know I didn't raise you easy but is more than I never really had
So take it easy on your pops
Recently he been feeling sentimental bout his past
I know I never told you about it
So listen up

In between us words never looked once both ways
Clogged from the past now voiceless in haze from it all
I was laced from my head to my shoes screaming
Fuck the home I knew
Why don't we got pictures of us smiling all at you
And how come I don't bring nobody home I feel a fool
Cuz you charred
Charred from the smoke that you hide in your heart
And I can't seem to find any words
That can cast what I thought expect weak!

Weeks after weeks open doors n you reek
On the floor acting shocked when I pause
Victim of the swimming pools blaming what has change
In everybody except same old same you

How many years does it take for this wound to be healed
Been five since we last talked for real
Ever since you left hasn't been too chill
You momma tell you how that shit has made me feel
And I know I didn't raise you easy but is more than I never really had
So take it easy on your pops
Recently he been feeling sentimental bout his past
I know I never told you about it
So listen up

And as I let the thoughts helm they contourt
What was anger fueled flames into hyms
Sung clearly praise what was left from the days that have paved an old kind

So I answer with a riddle for the mind

This thing all things devours
Birds, beasts, trees, And small frail flowers
Creates and grows and finally destroys
Slay kings n foes that none would opose
Mends wounds and scars but none it knows

Thank You For Listening
Yours Truly, Ains & Presh