The sweet and somber pigeon wings,
cant we all recall when MaMa and PaPa,
were the sweet tooth Christmas Ball.
A Picturesque holiday family.
Of course I was small and all i knew was my Grandpa,
But I really didn’t know him at all.
My blood, my cousins my calvary.
A piece of them gone but still I feel them strong,
When I reach for Daivid ‘cuz our Grandpa is gone.
I shout out…. I got love for the family.
My Mother’s a daoll and my Father can stop any brawl,
Pucker up I’d like to kiss you all.
Open your eyes… a new song ‘cuz the family’s wrong,
So don’t lecture me.
But as far as I can see,
the stepmom, yeah the widow’s palm is what’s
crushing me,
and this family.
Beyond my time
I’s beyond my time
