[Intro: Jhene Aiko]
What's up?
Been a minute since we kicked it, you've been caught up
With them *******, I don't get it, you're a star love
You shouldn't have to deal with that
I'd never make you feel like that
Cause...

[Hook: Jhene Aiko]
I love me, I love me enough for the both of us
That's why you trust me, I know you been through more than most of us
So what are you? What are you, what are you so afraid of?
Darling you, you give but you cannot take love

[Verse 1: Drake]
I needed to hear that ****, I hate when you're submissive
Passive aggressive when we're textin', I feel the distance
I look around the peers that surround me, these ****** trippin'
I like when money makes a difference but don't make you different
Started realizin' a couple places I could take it
I want to get back to when I was that kid in the basement
I want to take it deeper than money, *****, vacation
And influence a generation that's lackin' in patience
I've been dealing with my dad, speakin' of lack of patience
Just me and my old man gettin' back to basics
We've been talkin' 'bout the future and time that we wasted
When he put that bottle down, girl that *****'s amazin'
Well, **** it, we had a couple Coronas
We might have rolled a white paper, just somethin' to hold us
We even talked about you and our couple of moments
He said we should hash it out like a couple of grown ups
You a flower child, beautiful child, I'm in your zone
Lookin' like you came from the 70's on your own
My mother is 66 and her favorite line to hit me with is
Who the **** wants to be 70 and alone?
You don't even know what you want from love anymore
I search for somethin' I'm missing and disappear when I'm bored
But girl, what qualities was I lookin' for before?
Who you settlin' for? Who better for you than the boy, huh?

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Drake]
Thinkin' 'bout Texas, back when Porscha used to work at Treasures
Or further back than that, before I had the Houston leverage
When I got Summer a Michael Kors with my momma's debit
A weak attempt at flexin', I'll never forget it
Cause that night I played her three songs
Then we got to talkin' 'bout something we disagreed on
Then she start tellin' me how I'll never be as big as Trey Songz
Boy was she wrong, that was just negative energy for me to feed off
Now it's therapeutic blowin' money in the Galleria
Or Beverly Center Macy's where I discovered Bria
Landmarks of the muses that inspired the music
When I could tell it was sincere without tryin' to prove it
The one that I needed was Courtney from ******* on Peachtree
I've always been feelin' like she was the piece to complete me
Now she engaged to be married, what's the rush on commitment?
Know we were goin' through some ****, name a couple that isn’t
Remember our talk in the parking lot at the Ritz
Girl I felt like we had it all planned out, I guess I ****** up the vision
Learnin' the true consequences of my selfish decisions
When you find out how I’m livin' I just hope I’m forgiven
It seem like you don’t want this love anymore
I’m actin' out in the open, it’s hard for you to ignore
But girl, what qualities was I lookin' for before?
Who you settlin' for, who better for you than the boy, huh?

[Hook]

[Outro: Baka]
"Been Baka aka Not Nice from time, G. Been a East Side ting. Scarborough ting from time, G, been have up di ting dem from time, G. So I don't know what's wrong with these little wasteman out here eh? Y'all need to know yourself."

This is the story of Felix Riley
An Irishman from County Cork
Conceived during the great famine
And delivered by the stalk
He was one of ten; 6 brothers, 3 sisters
All of whom he cherished
Both of his parents passed away
From starvation and cholera they perished.
His father was a peasant farmer
From the port town of Kinsale
Working every single day
To bring home bread and ale
He died in the summer of 47
A year that many did
His wife Breanna heartbroken
But from the kids she hid
Not long after, she died too
Taking with her 3 little chislers
Poor Felix Riley was left solitary
When split from his brothers and sisters
He learned to fend for himself
And then met his lovely wife Bria
He never saw his kin to that day
And probably wont again, he'd fear
Like his father he worked and worked
To bring home food for their little one
And one day hoped he could earn enough
To buy a table to eat it on
He worked every hour he physically could
Almost every one god sent
But every week when he got his envelope
The money was already spent
Never disheartened he loved his wife
And his little daughter too
He remained optimistic in any weather
And through tough times powered through
Alas his determination was futile
In the face of the aftermath of the blight
He died at a tender age of 26
After putting up a hearty fight

His story is one of over a million
Who's stories are somewhat hidden
From the books and lessons given in schools
Their telling is almost forbidden.

brian allan’s big race




today at lake ginninderra there was a bike canoe and foot race from john knight park

to the steps of the belconnen mall on benjamin way and brian allan was competing along with

other people who live around belconnen, and the opening song to start the race was advance

australia fair, so as soon as the anthem was finished everyone got on their bikes and started heading to the dock where the canoes are,

brian allan got onto a fabulous start really pumping iron in his legs riding down the cycle path

listening to i want you back i gotta get b through to you, i want you back, and brian just hit the lead

about 2 km away from the canoes and bria sped right down and had an unbeatable lead

and when brian allan reached the canoes, he had a great lead, and it wouldn’t have mattered

how bad he did in his canoe, but as brian got started, he started to hear the other bike riders

coming toward him, so he started canoeing and headed right for the other side, but brian’s arms

weren’t strong enough and when brian made it to the other end, he was 4th in line and had to make some ground

but the canoe was slow and brian was worried that the next pack would catch up to him

but brian got out and started running toward the steps of the mall, and because brian likes

christmas, as he entered they played christmas where the gum trees blow, there is no frost and no snow

christmas in australia’s hot, cold and frosty is what it’s not, and brian was running past the crowd

brian, brian brian, the crowd yelled but he wasn’t going to catch the leading 3, but brian stuck at 4th place

and brian sprinted down the road for the final prize point, and when brian allan made it to the steps

yeah he won $145, which meant, even if he los to 3 races, he still won money for his race

and brian went to the water booth to hydrate and started joking around with the other prize winners

and brian sang, i am the champion, you see, you see i travelled from start to finish, oh yeseree

i am the champion, i am the champion, i only came 4th but i won $145 yeah i am the champion of the world

and then as the other racers were coming in, the caller said, we have got our top 4 money winners worked out, so we will start

the presentations and brian allan came 4th, yeah and he was ****** happy about that, like that nobody counts except for brian

and when brian was gven the $145, he cheered so loudly, yippee i ay

the poem read

brian is the best person

better than the rest of them

he is better than everyone there

i know he only came 4th, but that is pretty good don’t ya think

brian is the best person

brian allan is the best

and when the last place came running in, they started to clear up for next year

saying this was a great race