About you (feat. Jayy Grams)

When you see

What you mean to me

(Cookin Soul)

Whether you dead or alive

You encourage me to be everything a young **** could amount to

Uh, yeah

And not a day that goes by that I don't collide with these emotions

Pops, I keep on thinking bout' you

Told me to never pout, too

I wish the doctors quickly grabbed the scalpel

'Cus maybe he would still be here, maybe a wound in his ear

And a couple patches on his chest and his waist

Even a wet bag ain't talkin 'bout the Mexican race

They tryna disgrace by finding a way to paint a picture

Was brought up by my sisters and got caught up in the mixture

Of the street life

And that shit got a terrible taste

Ain't bragging 'bout it, that's the shit that **** have to embrace

My ****

Whether you dead or alive

You encourage me to be everything a young **** could amount to

Uh, yeah

And not a day that goes by that I don't collide with these emotions

Pops, I keep on thinking bout' you

When you see

What you mean to me

Whether you dead or alive

You encourage me to be everything a young **** could amount to

Uh, yeah

And not a day that goes by that I don't collide with these emotions

Pops, I keep on thinking bout' you

Quit running out the mouth, dude

You rappers be driving me to insanity

A stable family

Stay acting like you be stranded

Please

Don't do that

It shows you **** had it made

Real **** know the ghetto not an acolade

I got a passive way of showing struggle

Putting together puzzles

Fuck a therapist, I use my words to quip

No way to wrestle

I'm a product of a murder, a product of my city

At least a bad boy, but you know it ain't a biggie

Whether you dead or alive

You encourage me to be everything a young **** could amount to

Uh, yeah

And not a day that goes by that I don't collide with these emotions

Pops, I keep on thinking bout' you

When you see

What you mean to me