Panacea - Pops Said

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Pops said go to college kid
And a dream that I had to be a novelist
Life is an ocean with a lot of wit
Look son you like Saint Nick, a lot of gifts
You got to give, drop top got to shift
Do I miss him or not yeah I toggle with
But no goo goo ga ga shit, I’m a grown ass man
But he set me up with a grown ass plan
I don’t drink a lot, yet I smoke a bit
No pork little girl with the kosher lips
Black panther growl with a Hip-Hop style
know by your child
Black American to Vietnam
It’s all, yeah I see that bond
Pops said Jason better free that mind
I did not forget don’t you see that mom
You believe this was left back in '79
Pass life rhymes way back before my time
(I'm glad I listened when my father was rapping to me)
Control the road that I walk on
And everything that I hop on
And where I’m playing my part on
The game I is my stages
In my head remain ageless
Forgetting names but no faces
(I give thanks to my pops for being around)
Pops stay straight face no frown
See the world upside when you feeling down
I walk my own path down deeper steps
With a patchy beard, and my laid back eyes
Chip off the old block yet
Now my time begins when night
Peace to Gwendolyn Brooks, parties I meant them
Reminiscing, speak on visions
, yeah I did them
But I need something different y’all
Living on the edge, you a fixed to fall
Pops said son you got to move ahead
Leave all this behind before you’re gone and dead
So I’ma get one before I die
Ain’t nothing like black American pie
(I'm glad I listened when my father was rapping to me)
Control the road that I walk on
And everything that I hop on
And where I’m playing my part on
(I give thanks to my pops for being around)
The game I is my stages
In my head remain ageless
Forgetting names but no faces
The world in my head is one adventure
The one outside needs space to enter
Like Alcatraz trynna escape Virginia
Drank, pass out, can’t remember
Where I started, dearly departed
Left me a message got to move regardless
545 is when the dream done started
12 last night’s when brain done farted
I drank too much alcohol
Talk like I hand it out for all
Can’t remember too much from
Let’s continue (when) tomorrow
(Papa was a great old man)
Control the road that I walk on
And everything that I hop on
And where I’m playing my part on
The game I is my stages
In my head remain ageless
Forgetting names but no faces