Kinfolk

(That's right I'll make us perfect) (All my people stand up) (We on that time) Yeah who got the block hot my seminal shit made me crazy Cooking up like black aunties be whipping gravy Feel I got these flows streaming in like I'm on percies Might slap a pussy ass nigga and make that shit look sexy How you pull up to a nigga crib uninvited Then complain about a love being so unrequited Shouting matches with a wall because I move in silence Using fighting words Please don't make me violent I'm two mother's son they raised me different Alcohol chokehold my father's generation If my mamas taught me anything that would be patience So I try not let the liquor ruin our relation I'll crash yo car like a cymbal girl Coz you ain't gonna play like I'm simple girl Man I see through your lies Every single time a nigga looks in those eyes And I don't smoke no more Sure I miss the taste of feeling like a reprobate But my quality of life has soared I'm reaching new heights And I'm opening doors And for that I should thank you I thought I should be grateful for the compromise But now I know thats its the standard procedure When you find someone to love that is also a teacher I grew up around love I've seen my daddy lose enough to know that he has it tough I lost my mothers two he lost his partners in crime The women meant to guide his children through life Take a second breathe it in Feel the earth and the rain falling down on your skin And when you finally begin Remember all we got is our kin Listen this the type of shit I'd play for my baby mom While our kid sleeping peacefully between her arms She gon have that shit on straight out of the beauty salon Straight 10 of 10 she got that melanin tint You don't know daughters name I guess we can't be homies Means I don't trust you like I do the ones who know me Mean the niggas who still call me by pet name My chosen family ride or die hall of fame New hope I'm still dreaming Get your mind right I stay scheming I walk around with my shoelace loose in case I ever need a tight knit noose to tie my belt loop This for the ones who need their reparations For relations love lost over tested patience Gaslit like a furnace on a winter's day Cooked you up like a fresh plate of confit