I’m Thinking About You

Verse 1:
I am - a product of my environment
My pain’s the product and yah keep buyin’ it
Reflecting on hardships hopin’ ya hearin’ me
It’s more than a song y’all, this is my therapy
If it wasn’t for the mics that I told my problems to
Probably wouldn’t have made it through things that I’ve been through
The chords that I play are the tears that I didn’t shed
Spending nights with strangers in different beds
Is it fair that I write this, recite this?
Isn’t it clear that my life’s what my life is?
So my coldness is the warmness you feel in your chest whenever you turn me on it’s
The reason I’ve acquired the fire within me
Why I’m inspired and I am a emcee
My entries in my journal’s eternal
And that includes the tracks I lay words to

Chorus:
I’m thinkin’ ‘bout you
I’m thinkin’ ‘bout you
I’m thinkin’ ‘bout you
I’m thinkin’ ‘bout you

Verse 2:
I’m from the lineage of Bob Marley
You want thugs that rap that I’m not sorry
I got Garvey and [?] and Malcolm
In my mind and the tunes of this album
The fountain of soul I’ve been baptized in
Every track I invent, I spazz, I vent, I
Am jazz, I am reincarnated Mozart with the pen
While most turn to pop and alternative rock
I’m not, I remain on alternative watch
Very organic, O is the soundtrack to your planet
This is for manic depressed and poor addicts
The gospel of winos that I know
He who trusts the bottle not God yo
A soul model in desperate times
I think of you as I sketch this rhyme

Chorus:
I’m thinkin’ ‘bout you
I’m thinkin’ ‘bout you
I’m thinkin’ ‘bout you
I’m thinkin’ ‘bout you

Verse 3:
Wish my mother could’ve seen all the things I achieved
She never saw her son outside of the grief
I’ve been on television plus made CDs
Started three businesses, not to mention my seeds
She never got to see even one of my shows
Even though she’s the one that I wanted to most
It’s with that in mind that I craft this rhyme
Feeling like giving up but I can’t ‘cause mom
Watches me and possibly I could be the prophet see
I’d be a fool to make mockery of prophecy
There is a child in a house that’s abusive
And my music is what his refuge is
Could I refuse it, my calling to speak life
And be light in the dark when they need light?
I rewrite every sin in my family, sacrifice and agony

Chorus:
I’m thinkin’ ‘bout you
I’m thinkin’ ‘bout you
I’m thinkin’ ‘bout you
I’m thinkin’ ‘bout you