Yosemite St Lyrics

My home is like far away

Misery stricken nappy headed boy, who heart say

Fingers get twisted cause them niggas grew up harshly

I be leechin' to my dea cause purity heart based

And when she gone and I can't see her

Who's helpin' my heart stay

I'm just a (Black child)

Go

That front lawn was no grass, it all straight dirt

I started jottin' down, that's when I found

I'll rip a page first

I took a plain verse

And held it with me til' it sang hurt

Of course my singing voice is none like sydney's

I just sang worth,

Chevy truck bumpin' all that 50 and a jay verse

Hey earth, don't crumble on my kids

Let them gain tuff

To give it to their kids so when they live they bulid their name worth

Papa said dont wait to die to live, make sure you give em' church

At least your version of it

Can't shoot my truth up with delusions

Might've sprouted from confusion

Hard to heal all these contusions

But I learned to love it

The youngest nigga head polluted

bills chased by the dozen

These feelings, had to subdue em' to move in the public

Jazz, funk fusion, niggas clueless about black music

And black trauma sells, blue eyes told me get through it

Or get gone, i let go when I spit songs

This shit more like therapy

Don't ask for it off the dome

These niggas never cared for me like saba

Sirens filling my dome, they said that's fair to me

A black boy chasin' a home to see whats there for me

Aye, and whats there for me?

And whats there for me?

Niggas seen that's it's a long page

To fill with hopes n' dreams

No shortcuts, I took the long way

It's been a long day that I been runnin' to my home base

And if that's metaphorical, I'm still runnin' all day

To get back home