Lyrics

[Intro]
(Clears throat),
Salutations

[Verse]
In 1985 in springtime is where we startin,
The mother couldn’t take care of the kids it’s disheartening,
So foster homes he went no goodbye when he was departing,
But little did he know he will go through hardship,
Start out with nothin but end up on a starship,
Heavy the head that wear the crown,
Especially when the crown is not around,
To validate your feelings that’s profound,
The boy was special every since a juvenile,
Truly now,
Rudimentary wit the life skills I can see it now,
Moving along the story I’m getting wrapped up in semantics,
Really just tryin to paint all the details on the canvas,
I Think we can agree sometimes life is just scandalous,
Roll wit punches even tho you can’t stand it.
That’s just life these the cards that you were handed,
No complaining about it who cares if you was abandoned,
You gotta get it together cuz in life you can’t stranded,
Growin up never knowin what love feels like,
As a teen wanna rebel and just fist fight,
But that won’t change your circumstances just to give you insight,
Can I ask a question are you open to suggestions,
Cuz where I’m sitting looking back I blame the parents,
I’m named after a guy that ain’t my father that’s perspective,
She wanted child support but the dna was a negative,
And if I ask all the lies roll in all consecutive,
Guess what she said the same lie to her relatives,
She knew the truth will come out So she wanted control the narrative,
But I figured it out barely,
My mother need Maury and Jesus it’s scary,
Moving along the story I don’t care to the contrary,
I joined the military that’s another subject entirely,
I went in and came out different undeniably,
As a civilian working now I’m accumulating bad habits,Sniff this drink that a functioning drug addict,

[Outro]
Whoa whoa whoa whoa hold on hold on hold on,
Bro what are you doin,
Your the engineer your not supposed to cutting my verse off what then fu dude,
Bro you goin off subject the story going too long,
I think we should just move on to the next song,
Move on to the next song this motherfu