Drew Pacino’s Interlude

[Verse: Drew Pacino]
They say dreams are farfetched when you thinkin' realistic
Maybe I don’t stand out 'cause I don’t have an image
But in a few years, I imagine myself
Designer clothing on my body probably fresh as hell
Or probably in the alleyway, dead from these drugs
That's how found my dad - baking in the hot sun
Zanned out on a plane on my way to Cali
For a funeral - I finally got to meet some family
Whatcha know about the first time you got to meet your pops?
My first time he was inside of a box
It's kinda painful to imagine those fuckin' thoughts
But growing up my role model was my step pops
He’s a hard-working man - breaking his back
Every day in the heat just to get some cash
He may not have some papers
But he steady chasing those
"Go to school, get and education" that what he told me
"Cause if you don’t
You be picking up a shovel everyday like me"
It's what you see - and how you take situation into your hands
Action speaks louder than words, that when you become a man
But I'm not settling down till I make it
'Cause every chance I'm given - best believe I’m taking
And all of these drugs of off of medication
On the highway, hell is the destination