Burgundy Bible - Waldo

My mama’s bible was burgundy

8/26 she gave birth to me

Emerged from the womb purposely

Emergency room to the nursery

First day of school

School shopping for fits at the Burlington

But pop copped the kicks at the Foot Locker

Even when I didn’t deserve the shit

If that was better or worse for me?

I don’t know but it worked for me

Got my first job, if I want it I worked for it

Got my first check and I splurged

Spent that on pants and a shirt, I ain’t have sense

You know, sense of self worth?

Pockets full of lint, pennies to a pinch

I could tell but do you know the difference?

Dropped out 'cause my grades slippin'

Kicked out 'cause I don’t wanna listen

Things that I needed, I was missin'

Money in possession, I was sippin'

Started smoking weed, I was trippin'

Started selling weed, now I’m finished

Homie got locked for a year

When he came back, he was different

Pray that he don’t ever go again

Another black man in the system

Another black man falling victim

This one like Raheem and Bishop

Should’ve listened when they said that it be your own niggas

That go against you in the ending

They come and chip you in the ending

I use my music as messages

I could just say it’s decisions

I got this down to perfection

So when my time came, I ascended

So when my time came, I ascended

Habit and a contradiction

Like we done lost faith in religion

But everyday that I wake up it’s a blessing

Be your best, nothing less than, that’s the preface

Police didn’t read us our rights, they arrested

Kill us, not recognizing our potential

Pick a side or you could die in the middle

Where’s Waldo?

Time to answer the riddle

Say you loyal but you niggas look fickle

I’m staying hungry like

A baby or nipple, the rock with the ripple, the wave

That’s what they say 'bout my demo

I’m facing my demons, I’m hoping that I could get saved

This is like fire for man in the cave

Man in the mirror got a look on his face

I got some flowers to put in your vase

I got some flowers to put on your grave

24 hours but days

You been a coward, that shit ain’t a phase

That’s why you pour up the problems and fade

I gave you courage when you wasn’t brave

Burgundy bible, I’m turning the page