PATRICK Lyrics

I aint tryna go back

I aint tryna go back

We back again

I aint tryna go back (Living under this rock)

Look everything I do I do alone now(by myself)

I aint tryna go back(under this rock in the 'rage)

Only thing you can do is sing along now

Dont shame me for wanting to be alone

I watched my mama do it alone (Living under this rock)

Its lineage (Its lineage)

Take you to the country

Glass jars, the holes in it

Catching lightning bugs

Old soul, young spirit

Believing I can fly

Released from lies

Its all revealing

Searching for a healing

The process, Most High willing

Raised in Travis Circle

Field rats in a cul de sac

Remind me of the trap

One way in, one way out

Box to get you in

Put in a box to back out

Lose em how you get em

Dont be surprised or ask how

Or how is all my fam

Lets commune at big mama house

Could use a fam reunion

BBQs at the playground

Spongebob and Patrick

Or watch the news upon the couch

Up bright on early mornings

Dressed for school while mama grouch

Fussing just because

These her rules, this her house

Learning God, young

It was His Spirit just pouring out

No matter right or wrong

Cup full or cut in half

She never spared the rod

Molded us with a wooden staff

Living under this rock (All alone)

Under this rock (All alone)

Living under this rock (All alone)

Under this rock

Walk it by myself

These guys just talk it out

How the hell you move it?

Hauling ass a different route

Post secondary drop out

Had one semester to finish out

Used the hall pass to skip and skit some raps

Workout in the wreckage

Got rec centers in my vision

See you half-stepping

Get stepped on and an ass whipping

Wear my pride well

Tryna shield glass house feelings

Charmy for my image

Honesty make it sleeveless

Armored for the prophecy

Never profit off black victims

How much is it costing?

Yo lil talent don't equal millions

Give God what is God's

What is Caesar's give back to Caesar

Taking it from Caesar

to give it back to my fam and people

You team up with them people

Come serpent seeds and black leeches

Whiten out the image

These black heroes are super villains

I remain civilian

Pedestrian to keep me from it

Understanding Patrick

He might just be my second cousin

Living under this rock (All alone)

Under this rock (All alone)

Living under this rock (All alone)

Under this rock