Remember cold nights staring out windows Watchin' my breath fog Before I was on point With knuckles like that hedgehog sonic Use to puff chronic and sip the tonic In the state of the bluebonnet Where they do you worse than dubonic plague Especially if you stayed over there off forum park Way before Jeff pushed that lac the color of corn starch We had never worn hearts on our sleeve 'Cause the lief it breed G's and delete all the weak If you speak anything harsh over my hood you crazy Word to my mama, they'll put something in that clip The same shape as a comma and go bananas With hammers, if manners is somethin' that you lackin' While pushin' anglo saxon colored contraband In the land where they ain't wrapped too tight Grew up 'round wild boys No MGK, they was just wrappin' white Half my life, thought about packin' knives Ratchets lied all on my mattress No magnets, I'd attract blackness 'til I begat this No road to Damascus type of journey 'Round 'bout the time DK had offed himself Often felt that he lost hisself to a coffin 'cause calls for help were Never answered, he had to dance with a lot of demons My clever banter could never recant the life of scheming That I lived when I was out here with G-Mar goin' live Before Chops caught them cases and had to go for five Before J-Slim caught that agg' and had to sit down for eight Before Lil Charles had that dough and powder, no funnelcake I was with my running mates We boxed, but had the gun in place My dawgs was like Deion Sanders In the field and runnin' back, uh Spit guava, I'm a thick juice buah Catch you eyeing my wife, I'll patch your eye like Slick Rick Ruler I got more drive than four Lyfts and six new Ubers But my mama hated on me 'til I blew like a Five-Deuce Hoover, uh No Crip, I need more chips and a nose clip 'Cause the smell is atrocious, hope you notice Just how cuckoo the flow is when I'm focused I am Chuku to locust, who approach this? Throne Now leave me 'lone and let me learn you somethin' Elohim taught me how to cook, now I can curve the onion Booty, truly, you big, better shoot it If you would do that contrary to what you see in movies, but That's hard to do when you ain't got no point of reference I understand your point of view, so I anoint the lessons In my message, peep my essence I keep all my flows open-minded so you can see the blessings Now can you see it? It's the question of the day here Hair extra nappy, but I'm always down to catch a fade My dawg Simon's touched more white than Abercrombie state-to-state But they know the flow tsunami, hopefully they catch the wave On my journey I swear they know the flow tsunami, hopefully they catch the wave On my journey, journey, journey, journey Journey, journey, journey Aye look I pray you catch a wave That doesn't subside This for the nappy heads in heaven With a nappy head Christ by they side I pray you catch a wave That doesn't subside This for the nappy heads in heaven With a nappy head Christ by they side May your streets be paved with gold Hope my whole hood make it home May your streets be paved with gold Hope my whole hood make it home 'Cause the world can be toxic Especially when your skin looked like chocolate At one point they sold us for profit But we made it out of the gauntlet we chosen Oh my mama the south side still holding Go for broke for the ones that are broken Please don't make me no hashtag or slogan My whole hood is golden That's why I pray you catch a wave That doesn't subside This for the nappy heads in heaven With a nappy head Christ by they side I pray you catch a wave That doesn't subside This for the nappy heads in heaven With a nappy head Christ by they side May your streets be paved with gold (Paved with gold) Hope my whole hood make it home (Make it home) May your streets be paved with gold (Paved with gold) Hope my whole hood make it home 'Cause they riding with choppas And might turn you taper to pasta Don't hardly see daughters at alters Probably cause there ain't no more fathers they stole them Put in cages by racists patrolling Yeah the hood is a lane to the pins like we bowling Please don't make me no hashtags or slogan Black people are golden That's why I pray you catch a wave That doesn't subside This for the nappy heads in heaven With a nappy head Christ by they side I hope you catch a wave That doesn't subside This for the nappy heads in heaven With a nappy head Christ by they side May your streets be paved with gold (Paved with gold) Hope my whole hood make it home (Make it home) May your streets be paved with gold (Paved with gold) Hope my whole hood make it home I hope you make it home I hope you make it home I hope you make it home I hope you make it home I hope you make it home I hope you make it I hope you make it home Make it home I hope you make it home Make it home Make it home I hope you make it home Make it home Make it home I hope you make it home I just told you make it home I just want you make it home I just want you make it home I hope you make it home I just want you make it home I just want you make it home I just want you make it home I hope you make it home I just want you make it home I just want you make it home Please, please, please make it home I hope you make it home