Forty Below

My Granny had this maple dresser
That propped up black saints
Like the type I'd see in church
But with chocolate face paint
And as a kid they'd spook me out
Cuz i could just feel they're strength
She'd affirm to me continuously
(minus the taint)
In thick New Orleans drawl
"Baby, there ain't no such thing as 'can't'"
Departed April 19, 2007
I laid in bed with her as she ascended to heaven
Recognized her presence as a blessing
Wisdom forever telling me
To peep the wolves amongst the sheep
There are those who preach
And there are those who reach
May be in their Sunday's Best
But you can't dress up emptiness
Puff out your chest and smile
Like you ain't really envious
Know all the hymnals
But throughout the week you're living devious
Forever quoting God under the guise of self righteousness
Must be looking down thinking "What a mess!'
Or maybe God is looking around
Trying to fathom the stress
Cuz to remain committed through strife
Is really the test
The Puritans could've benefited from the Natives' vision quest
And took some time to go within
Once they were in the West
Introspection
And walk the wheel
Conquer every direction
Pompous Pilgrims wrote them off as Pagans
Fixated on domination
Religious conversion and capital
Building blocks of a nation
Even my 5 year old son knows
You can't make something amazing out of legos
If you begin with a shaky foundation

HOOK (x2)
Humble
Ourselves so we can grow
Humble
Ourselves so we can know

VERSE 2
I've come across God many times
Heard him in countless rhymes
Probably the best amongst lyricists
But y'all should check some of your representatives
Cuz some got real issues like products of incest
Graduates trying to school an Earth
And so conflicted
Now if your grounded
My words shouldn't get you offended
I'm speaking on those tempted
Who took the knowledge & wisdom and pimped it
I ain't no trick
And can sure as hell spot a hypocrite
"Oh, you walking away from God?"
No, i'm walking away from YOU
Cuz apparently God is flawed
And his breath smells like brew
A tad insecure and intimidated by a woman who do
Yet there's something about me that initially attracted you?
I'm confused
We read our scrolls and tablets
And fail to see the clues
Religion is literal as core principles are abused
Forever fighting in the Middle East
And we get one sided views
Cuz gangsters are only in the streets
Instead of super power crews
Selling artillery at a cheap rate that's used
C'mon now, my name wouldn't be fitting
If i didn't express my views
Feel like we're stuck on this plane
We fan the flames that spark the fuse
Then pray to God for rain
Kneeling at the pews
Instead of honoring creation in it's many hues
We're at a new degree of insensitivity like obtuse
I fail to fall for the ruse
Or patiently wait my turn in this game of Duck Duck Goose
We're all on the same train
And there's a bomb in the caboose
The conductor's text messaging youth who are train enthused
And i'm still trying to figure out how everyone's so amused?
OMG
LOL
LMAO
ROTFL
Technology is hell
Not some place beneath the Earth where demons dwell
We log on captivated in a spell
Peep George Orwell

HOOK (x2)
Humble
Ourselves so we can grow
Humble
Ourselves so we can know