[Intro: E-Dot]
(Wake up). Uh huh. (Wake up). What's good? (Wake up). What's good, yo? (Wake up). Uh huh
[Verse 1: E-Dot]
What up, black? Yo, it's your brother. How you doing fool? Things cool?
Boys tell me that you be playing pool at the school
[?] run up a debt and get my peoples upset at you. Make ‘em mack a fool
I'm sorry for leaving all the crumbs that I did
But ma, she acting bugged, thinking that I do a bid
Wanting to march in my life with no fun, saying
I be doing rugs and acting trifling for fun
So I'm flashing—something I gotta do with my crew
Sipping [?] brew with much to do
Getting respect that ma do. She never gave me, true?
The only man I wanted in our life was some presidents on loot
So I call to say that “I'mma miss you
Yo, I joined the army and I'm off to Mogadishu
To be all that I can be—bloom into March flower
Goodbye, tomorrah. 0-six-hundred hours”
[Interlude: (Friend) and E-Dot]
(Hello?) Yo, it's me again. Don't know why I'm calling. Feels as though I've fallen
(Stress has got you off and out of shape?) Oh man. I love tomorrah. I'm k**ing mental reasons I don't understand
[Verse 2: E-Dot]
I wanna speak to mama about the sweaters—it's cold
Rather sling ‘caine than be a vet. I think I changed my mind
I wanna come home and stay the century
Go back out now. Home's a penitentiary
I'm all confused. Self-abusing got me tripping
Feel myself slipping, man, into the grip of sand
[?] let me go. Don't wanna leave ‘em f**ed up, dog
‘Cause me and the block star ‘cause now I can see far
I apologize for all I've done. Now you the only one
That's thinking “How ‘bout ma?” But I hope to return
Sporting garments of metals, sipping gin letting bu*terflies settle
So give my mother my love and, brother, hope for the best. To get
Head off this mess, I'll need an “S” on my chest
And I know that you with me in mind, love—it's faith
I'm out. Peace and elevate
[Outro: E-Dot]
It's all about love for the game, for the family
For papa—he made a man of me
For mama. It's real, black
f** what you heard ‘cause this is real fact
Love for the game, for the family
For papa—he made a man of me
For mama. It's real, black
f** what you heard ‘cause this is real fact