Congruence (feat. Ikey)

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Mr. Ruckman

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As a little lad I learned little, I would act up
ADHD never saw me sat stuck, in my seat
Bouncing off the walls never had much
Up my sleeve but the cheat answers in math class
And these mad scars from an arm bone fracture
Bent in half like a pentagraph, shit was that fucked
Mama said I was troublesome like my grandpa
Scoffing at authority and longed to be a rap star
Another detention today, another bad mark
I'll be running away when I hear my dad's truck
Hiding in the cubby house till my brother shouts
That it's safe to come on out when his anger has passed
Three boys in the home, drove my mother nuts
Literally she took medication because of us
Sorry ma, I love you lots
I'm sorry I was difficult, I'm sorry if I ever come across
Ungrateful
I remember when I said to dad I hate you
He whooped my ass and I didn't quite understand why then but now I see it
and now I only use them words when I mean it
I remember when I was hanging off the balcony
And dad whooped my ass, that was warranted and now I see
It was so I wouldn't die, shit Pa was wise
And probably the reason I made it this far in life
I don't have a car to drive
but I'm driven by this art, so I'm giving them the heart inside
My chest, or what little of it's left, so maybe they're more half-hearted lines, that's a bar
Congruence
And I don't need no directions, no one even knows where to go
So I just put one foot forward, guided by the words that I wrote
Perhaps I am uncultured
I wasn't one of them privileged rich kids who went on holidays to Bali
Best we got was camping at my parents friends party
While they were getting high and listening to Bob Marley
My dad's a stone mason on his third hip replacement
Worked hard his whole life to be faced with
A ton of medical bills they take from his wages
He can barely walk still he's slaving away
So he's able to pay
For the surgery to stay at the trade
That made him that way in the first fucking place
So excuse me if I sit on my ass and write bars instead of follow that same life path
Family dysfunctional, every damn Christmas
My uncle had a punch on with my father when he sunk a few
Woke up with a black eye, my dad would have his knuckles bruised
Once my uncle pulled a knife on my cousin too
Got stomped and left under the awning
Then came back for breakfast the next morning
For some eggs before he left with his teeth smashed
Till we saw him next Christmas for the rematch
And I don't need no directions, no one even knows where to go
So I just put one foot forward, guided by the words that I wrote
Sometimes I feel I got the right answers
Sometimes I feel I might be wrong
I think I'm on the right side of history
But sometimes I don't know what side I'm on
Sometimes I just want to stay neutral
But these days you do that and they abuse you
Left or right, doesn't matter what you choose you
are damned if you don't but you're damned if you do too
I'm not trying to be a tyrant or a misfit
I just want to be invited to a picnic
I feel I haven't found my people
Or my people haven't found me, maybe my mind is on the fritz
Sometimes I wonder when I die if I'll be missed
It's the mystery we'll never see realised and it's a trip this
But I'm at peace when I'm writing my existence
I know why I do this
Congruence
And I don't need no directions, no one even knows where to go
So I just put one foot forward, guided by the words that I wrote

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