Model Home

Plexiglass and some styrofoam You wanted more than a model home Every week we plan our escape A little effort is all it takes I fuck with autumn for the changes My family is the foliage The branches for the nameless My roots as deep as holy is I console the mothers who saw the streets as fathers To raise a wild few who ended up amongst the scholars Yeah, that's why i'm praying for our daughters So they could lead us through these waters Because when mama's proud, she's the grace that we charter Ambition is a kin to intuition Saturdays With your mind on empty Spirit on extra, body on me Won't buy what the soul can't see Won't touch what the heart can't read Waiting for a cold case of basics They just want to see if we'll make it Same answers, new faces Circles round these places Plexiglass and some styrofoam You wanted more than a model home Every week we plan our escape A little effort is all it takes I fuck with spring for the tulips And daffodils emerging from the dirt the way that you did With caterpillars crawling on your pedals for perfume Want to bottle it than abuse it She said i'm old fashioned but the drip is mint julep The type that could decipher who's a diamond from a cubic Young Kubrick, debunk the deboos with ice cube's brick Damn, God giggling at my stupid plans I'll dig a garden with my two hands To provide you with the soil you need Show you my roots, point to the trees A legacy is so important to leave Terrified that I might spoil the seed Head in the clouds your boy in the weeds Sundays With your mind on next week Spirit on holy, body on weak You deserve a little shine on your skin Your environment should mirror your alignment within Plexiglass and some styrofoam You wanted more than a model home Every week we plan our escape A little effort is all it takes