Ghetto Garçon

Adams C'est histoire vraie Life is a movie, I liken it to the Matrix Except Morpheus don't guide us and all the agents put crates of crack up in the hood And now the engine might start to leak and turn my Brown skin Red like the natives they lied about Grade school droppin' jewels like Selina Kyle, crackers don put my ass in timeout Baggy daddies, all red chucks, a ruby hoodie Use my Bic so I can emulate Quik and get a house in Leimert Park I used to dream bout, lookin at the stars It won't take long, infatuation wit fast cars Fast women turn me to sinnin' but I don't judge My Nana called it early, her girlies showin' me tiddies Squabble up, the runt of the litter runnin' the city If I craft a decent hook, turn this bitch up my name Timmy Put it simply my issues be havin' a nigga tweakin' Tryna get my shit together and keep my kid a couple seasons, nigga If I lose my way tomorrow Imma still try make home If I have my shit together Imma ease myself on down this road Where I'm so close to my goals I'm still holdin' on Holdin' tight, tappin' keys Tryna disrupt the program A pocket fulla blue pills, poppin' em in my adolescence Pupils dilated, perception changin' the lesson plan Proper preparation prevent performance that got us here A condom woulda saved my life back in '96 20s to the 40s, city filled wit regret My momma came off Skid Row to them County Building steps My sister turned to Crippin' kuz my daddy wasn't there So my brother turned to music, tryna make somethin' masterful I was in the streets, tryna prove I'm no mistake Wit a heart of malice and my brother beat tape Never had too many friends kuz even Indy hated snakes Couple idols on my TV, wanna be like Blade Sharper than tack and never scared to shoot the fade An example for my son if I can overcome this rage Tryna get my shit together Please listen when I say If I lose my way tomorrow Imma still try make home If I have my shit together Imma ease myself on down this road Where I'm so close to my goals I'm still holdin' on The life of a ghetto garçon, ever the optimist Prime years slippin' away kuz time is not real Yesterday somebody died from poverty Poison perfectly executed by government contacts My faith in the Five Pillars was stable and not a obstacle Skin color, creed, and religion will make them target you But the crosshairs bearin' down on my back are generational Fuck Ronald Regan and the crackers that raped my Motherland I was grippin' my mother's hand, hearin' her false promises Honest to the man upstairs, she was a pessimist Peddlin' negative elements evident to me Tryna break the cycle quickly for the baby that came Tryna mold myself into a role model wit heart kuz lost kids need love That's the tenet we lack so I burned the village down to build back in a day I'm tryna get my shit together so please listen wen I say kuz If I lose my way tomorrow Imma still try make home (Imma still try make home) If I have my shit together Imma ease myself on down this road (Down this road) Where I'm so close to my goals (I'm so damn close) I'm still holdin' on Hold on to me Hold on to me I said, "Hold on to me" "Hold on to me" We're so damn close Just keep holdin' on