In the Garden

[Intro: Nahjee]
Gen, when you coming back?
So, when you coming back home?
Why?
Why you leave?
I ain’t trying to hear none of that shit
You got life fucked up

[Hook: Genesis Renji]
At 12 years old
I had my first job
Venice had me outside in that garden
Wasn't Gethsemane
Pretty sure that I found a god in that garden
Fornicated with the Devil and some demons
I found my way out that garden

[Verse 1: Genesis Renji]
A rose out of concrete
I came up out the bottom of this motherfucker
All eyes on me
I'm feeling like 2Pac up in this motherfucker
It's me against the world
Or it's me against a girl
Or it's me against a god
I ain't understand the odds
All I know is that everyone was against me
A couple devils to tempt me
I thought the garden was empty
Who the fuck sowing seeds around here
Blasphemers and all these non-believers around here
People sold they soul
Gave up dreams around here
Having yo shit together ain't what it seem around here
I ain't understand the absence of passion
Or ambition this whole city was lacking
Venice told me
Beauty comes with patience
There's a pain that comes with growth
And sometime every seed doesn't make it
Don't be mistaken
These weeds can hide snakes
By 14 I was walking around with a blade
A box cutter
Cut it short
Like stop buttons
Usually tremble in trouble
But with this I'm not budging
Left it home one day
And they tried to jump me
Put my heel to the soil
And my soul started running
From 19th and Brown
To 29th and Center
I remember hating the summer and wishing it was winter
My nigga

[Hook: Genesis Renji]
At 12 years old
I had my first job
Venice had me outside in that garden
Wasn't Gethsemane
Pretty sure that I found a god in that garden
Fornicated with the Devil and some demons
I found my way out that garden

[Verse 2: Genesis Renji]
He who born in June like a summer bloom
Been marooned on an island full of maroon
And indigo
Individuals
Uprooted and planted to be criminals
Picture perspective of adolescent
Victim of culture shock
Who developed hidden aggressions
Surrounded by victims of oppression
Carry regrets like weapons
And wilting over depression
Unkempt gardens become jungles
This little Eden turned Jumanji
There’s more Cains than Abels
No Eve is faithful
It's so disgraceful
We losing Angels
Where all the saints go
Blood flood the arc
But there's no rainbows
When you this used to Hell
You can't picture Heaven
No matter the angle
Brim and firestone in my backyard
Pillars of salt in the alley
Romans knocking on my front door
I heard there's blood in the valley
Something like floors of a colosseum
We inscribe names
Like mausoleums
I seen it all like a museum
But I continued to grow
From this world that’s misleading

[Bridge: Genesis Renji]
At 12 years old
Venice had me outside in that garden
Pretty sure that I found a god in that garden
I found my way out that garden
Found my way out that