Back in the Day (September 2, 2022)

You complete a part of me I didn’t think I’d find

One day it just clicked, you gave a shit

The hardest part, Time stops for no one

Heartbeats away, oceans apart

I know you care no matter how far

and that will never go away


Loss or gain. What is mine, is yours

Without support like you I’d be lost in the shadows

You shine a light I can follow

No matter how long we are apart

I will never got off that bus

cause loyalty is rare and we are a pair


I am who I am and I thank you all

A little bit of each of you is what helped me pull through

Strength in numbers, I can’t say enough


Time isn’t fair, only apps give an insight

drama, suspense, love affairs are all part of our past

Until life hands you self-love in a relationship that will stand

I wish you nothing but the best as your families blend and grow

babies aren’t babies no more, empty nest

watching them growing up so much better than we did


No one seems to mind, dreams on hold for the bottom line

We all got to make it towards that grind

Bag in hand, I’m self-employed trying to make my mark

We got mad props for the days when

sitting in the park, bullshittin’

wastin’ time, I’d pay to get back


I am who I am and I thank you all

A little bit of each of you is what helped me pull through

Strength in numbers, I can’t say enough


Back in the day we used to bitch about the little things

Dreamin’ on the streets, raising hell against the regime

We were just some kids tryin’ not to break the law

Now we are Living our best lives for them all

Shattering misconceptions

Standing up against the injustice


I might have been the odd one out

but now I stand proud; I’ve never changed

Still got love for the hood and the bank

Growing up is never easy, so don’t let them put it to waste

think back to the good ole days and smile

Life won’t be back to that for a while


I am who I am and I thank you all

A little bit of each of you is what helped me pull through

Strength in numbers, I can’t say enough


Thank the Gods for those days

Learning about life in a bubble

Remember the shit we’d pull

Stories for the ages

When paying bills was a momma game

Getting dirty for the dollar was all on dad’s shoulders


They will never grow up like we did

Giving hell to the chumps the next block over

Playin’ ball against the boys from corner to corner

Taking hits like a man; barefoot leaving blood were I stood

Gain some respect, fear or a mix of both is sad

Treat me like a girl; I’d get mad


I am who I am and I thank you all

A little bit of each of you is what helped me pull through

Strength in numbers, I can’t say enough

I’d stand with you through it all

I am who I am and you accepted that

I am who I am and you accepted that

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