ThoughtsOfU
The thought of you inside my paragraphs
The whispers screaming out my brainy acts
Clean your glasses, see me passive
Skipping passing all my failed classes
They seen it from me when I'm feeling low and feeling rapid
My parents question when you paying this
I make the money so I'm heaven sent
Your son get closer to his dreams
When he bleeds all those hours in the lions den
But hear me out let me cry and vent
I may not see the college that you want me to
But some people get their majors and they ditch the view
And all my life that I've been scanning skus
I think of days I could be learning too
Just open up they got you civilized and I can too
Don't you stop that business momma
Keep on trying till you lying on the death bed screaming yes I choose
Don't you give up all that time you proved
Cause in that time you inspired you
And your inspired me
I hope my pops is feeling good when all his 4 kids leave
You showed me prosper even when I didn't want to give it all of me
I know you love us and the dad you never had is what you gave us please
I remember when you grasped my head and kissed it and I felt some things
A rush of happiness and joy had filled the garage
Say some shit that alcohol spits
You said I love you and the tears had made me grin
I'm feeling life, I feel reborn again
To my brothers and my sister
If I make it to the point I have to scratch the itch
I'm very vague on what I say but what I mean is if I drown from sin
All that money and that ego that I fight against
You know I'm selfish in some ways but hearing my defense
My momma prepping me like doomsday preppers
I'm like the only child she worries for, my lazy efforts
So in my casket praise me like Lebron had scored a basket
Play my shit like when had nas had dropped that illmatic
I'm living life try to escape the systematics
That was placed upon my haptics, and delete the apps that shake erratic
In those I used to run around the cul-de-sac
I never put a blunt to lips because I hold the raps
The whispers screaming out my brainy acts
Clean your glasses, see me passive
Skipping passing all my failed classes
They seen it from me when I'm feeling low and feeling rapid
My parents question when you paying this
I make the money so I'm heaven sent
Your son get closer to his dreams
When he bleeds all those hours in the lions den
But hear me out let me cry and vent
I may not see the college that you want me to
But some people get their majors and they ditch the view
And all my life that I've been scanning skus
I think of days I could be learning too
Just open up they got you civilized and I can too
Don't you stop that business momma
Keep on trying till you lying on the death bed screaming yes I choose
Don't you give up all that time you proved
Cause in that time you inspired you
And your inspired me
I hope my pops is feeling good when all his 4 kids leave
You showed me prosper even when I didn't want to give it all of me
I know you love us and the dad you never had is what you gave us please
I remember when you grasped my head and kissed it and I felt some things
A rush of happiness and joy had filled the garage
Say some shit that alcohol spits
You said I love you and the tears had made me grin
I'm feeling life, I feel reborn again
To my brothers and my sister
If I make it to the point I have to scratch the itch
I'm very vague on what I say but what I mean is if I drown from sin
All that money and that ego that I fight against
You know I'm selfish in some ways but hearing my defense
My momma prepping me like doomsday preppers
I'm like the only child she worries for, my lazy efforts
So in my casket praise me like Lebron had scored a basket
Play my shit like when had nas had dropped that illmatic
I'm living life try to escape the systematics
That was placed upon my haptics, and delete the apps that shake erratic
In those I used to run around the cul-de-sac
I never put a blunt to lips because I hold the raps
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Writer(s): Jay Aispuro
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