Letras
Let me tell you what I'm on
Small loves die
Including my love a song
Hip-hop's a temp lover
And escort it to the morning
But leaves you for another
If you eat what culture covers
I love it, but it ain't my bread
Give me the Holy Word of God, fed
Even my whole city
Ethnicity and delivery
Deeper than blood inside of me
Design of my anatomy
To the accent of my tongue
The Chi of where I begun
Will die when all is gone
So long
Farewell to little lovers
You're a world of subtle troubles
As such
You play us suckers
Like 13 and something
Hoop dreams and false hustle
Even the 90's they is gone
The decades where we from
They come, they con
We love them, they charm
We mourn so long
If flesh be my fortune
I fumble my call
If Christ be my fortune
He's found at the cross
Little loves calling me daily
Smaller loves driving me crazy
Your ways are not mine
Please change me
Teach me the love of my savior
I got love for my history
My family tree's roots right in front of me
Staring through the eyes
Of my three sons and my wifey
Now my company
From continents beyond me
Before me
Puerto Rico, Bolivia
Ireland and Germany
Converging in the Chi
And now my sons anatomy
But it's all Tom foolery
To think even fam
Can fill the deepest leaks in me
I'm blessed beyond the ministry
I'm thankful for my family
Close to the chest
I speak candidly
Large loves matter
But large loves shatter to disaster
When they plaster the foundation for my humanity