DREAMY SUBURBIA

You was raised around a dreamy suburbia

Mailmen tips and a smile to be courteous

Unlocked doors and the whip passed down

Where the olds folks stare and the kids lash out

I know the faces around you pass by

And your brain erases ‘em with last night

Like when your savior comes you’ll be fine

I get it

You was raised to see a man like me

As arts crafts that you can stand by pleased

Like look what I made

Look what I changed

Look what I been through

And look at who stays

The pools cold

Dirty as the sky

Baby who knows?

Outta sight

Outta outta mind

Outta use go

MIA and just hide

Im…

Isolated

Tucked for a tough sec

I debate it

Tryna change subjects

Finally say it- Now they all upset

I shoulda known

I was raised by the broken and poor folk

Bumps on a greyhound speaking in Morse code

The blood clot, clocked in, keeping the bills paid

Where you say ‘I’m alright’ but not in a real way

it’s not your fault I know

It’s not your call I know

But it seems that a line gets drawn in the sand

When you’re born with the world in the palm of your hands

I count the stars aligning for you

Curse gods while they just spoil you

Two different types of loyal

You know what I’d do for stability?

I want a mill’ a week

Like don’t let the village see

I’d be one of them too…none of it really means a damn thing

Cuz I’m just like you

Unaware what a man might do

I’m…

Isolated

I won’t make it

My beds made

I shoulda known