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Driving home I saw a falling star 
Watched it light up the sky
Glowing as it dissolved 
I thought as I watched it die
Sometimes I wonder if there's a God, that really can answer prayers
 How them prayers dont get destroyed hitting heavens thick atmosphere??
I just hope mines leaves a crater 
...when I throw thoughts in the air 
...hope im the gossip of the Angels
The results I’ll see them later 
Little bo peep it gets frustrating 
Where I go I got to take Him
Know He gon see all my failures

And I got a lot of those 
More than a prodigal
I’m like the solid one
Stayed with hit pops
And just did of his dirt all right 
Up under his fathers nose 

I’m Sowing the seeds
And Rolling in weeds 
And Folding my knees 
At the pot of gold 

Flowing on beats 
Or Floating on streams 
My Life is a dream 
I don’t gotta Row
But my dream’s like a row of them dominoes 
That’s why I go

Count down for the weekend 
Checked out for the weekend
Turn up for the weekend 
Burnt out from the weekend
Prolly gon Po up every weekend
Toe up all the weekend
Go off on the deep end 
Every weekend 
Every weekend 

I bought some things that I can’t afford 
Cop that supreme, I’ma cop more 
My life a scene, Blood on the flo
Once I get clean, I’ma f*ck it up more
I got the keys, open the door 
I got the keys, open the door
I got the keys, open the door 
I got the keys, open the door 

Was talking to my nigga Lonnie 
About how back in our twenties we was so embryonic 
Now we just take a look back and question all of our logic 
Why Ain’t I do this or do that 
Why I waste all this time and 
Have nothing accomplished
Ended the call and then I thought
 That make sense
We mastered wasting time matter of fact
We was Latch key kids 
Locked down in the pad no mom and no dad
Hoping to catch me a glimpse 
Vaginas in mags I’m finding yo stash
 I know he won’t catch these prints 
I’m eating up snacks and dragon ball z on the tv 
I’m Chatting with chicks getting freaky 
Blackplanet Them messages pinging 
But that dial up connection’s impeding 
That same cybersex is the reason 
My class work ain’t getting completed 
I’m locked out my house and I’m pissed 
Keep on forgetting my keys damn 

Count down for the weekend 
Checked out for the weekend
Turn up for the weekend 
Burnt out from the weekend
Prolly gon Po up every weekend
Toe up all the weekend
Go off on the deep end 
Every weekend 
Every weekend 

My momma broke down when she got those keys 
I watched as she unlatched that bolt a jolt of emotions crashed in and as a result boiled over like old fashioned oats
She hit the floor and the tears came rolling avalanche of salt caused by the past we fought 
Now we actually have a home 
And she had to go and support it 
Working all types of hours
Commuting stuck in that traffic 
Might not see you in the morning 
Sack lunch is seeming foreign 
Sacrifice was enourmous 

Ain’t have no Jordan’s 
But she took me to the Mervyn's 
To buy a jacket 
She made a meal that’s hand crafted 
She come from work that’s a circus 
To home a tightrope Trying to balance 
We came from a city of violence 
To homeowners in California 
Could have been just another dead black kid
But instead I’m in here dying of boredom 

I got the keys 
I got the keys
I got the keys
I got the keys 
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