My momma did me a solid with lowered expectations, started out with no prospects
It would be a miracle in itself
To see the sunshine outside the Mission Hill projects
When my path got a little twisted
My Grand mama left Brooklyn to move to Boston
Promises, I'll keep an eye on him
Granddaddy rarely ever shared two words
But when he spit reality I naturally learned, about the ways of the world
Named my oldest in his image, put a shine on him
How you going to dig the dirt you planted in if you're hesitant to put in the work
Never asked of me to be perfect but to be worthy of the work put into my personal journey
I heard it
Positive sobs through the wall when I survived and walked out the door with head high purpose
And knowledge itself is caught between knowing and learning
Thank my momma for the solid
I know myself better than ever
I've only just scratched the surface
May my appreciation be observed through many verses
Jan 3, 2017
Jan 3, 2017 at 10:15 AM UTC
My momma did me a solid with lowered expectations, started out with no prospects
It would be a miracle in itself
To see the sunshine outside the Mission Hill projects
When my path got a little twisted
My Grand mama left Brooklyn to move to Boston
Promises, I'll keep an eye on him
Granddaddy rarely ever shared two words
But when he spit reality I naturally learned, about the ways of the world
Named my oldest in his image, put a shine on him
How you going to dig the dirt you planted in if you're hesitant to put in the work
Never asked of me to be perfect but to be worthy of the work put into my personal journey
I heard it
Positive sobs through the wall when I survived and walked out the door with head high purpose
And knowledge itself is caught between knowing and learning
Thank my momma for the solid
I know myself better than ever
I've only just scratched the surface
May my appreciation be observed through many verses
