Song Length |
3:24 |
Genre |
Electronic - General, Unique - Unclassified |
Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Mixed Vocals |
Mood |
Worried, Troubled |
Subject |
Worry, Baby, Children |
Language |
English |
| |
Lyrics
I know you have concerns 'bout if and when the tide finally turns,
Will you be left out on your own? A question whose answers are so seldomly known,
With the pain still there fresh in your mind, it'll pass just give it some time,
You look down at his beautiful face, it dissipates without leaving a trace.
And then Devin will cry, you look to see why, there's tears in his eyes, and all you hear,
Is the sound of his voice, he's one of the boys, just making his noise to chase away the fear, he'll learn when he gets older.
You can't be cruel to rule fool, get a clue, take a view, it's not new but it's true,
What's the flood with all the blood, it's just you and your brethren chewing your cud (that's a farm term, son),
You don't do a show to watch the red flow, if you do don't let your butt be hit by the do' bro',
When your rap writings done think of your son, and if he happens upon someone else's hand gun (that's a long term in the pen, son),
So watch what you say and the way that you say it cuz you don't know the psyche of the one who will play it,
You use profanity as decoration, you're like Eddie Cantor without the coloration (that's a look it up in the encyclopedia thing, son. Ha ha ha!!).
I know you'll do the best that you can, soothing him with the touch of your hand,
He knows while he's there at your breast, chances are you will forsake all the rest,
You will marvel at how quick he will grow, directing him to the right path to follow,
You don't have to be a jester to jest, but with good humor he'll out shine all the rest.