Panacea - Pops Said lyrics

[Verse 1: Raw Poetic] Pops said go to college kid And a dream that I had to be a novelist Life is an ocean with a lot of wit Look son you like Saint Nick, a lot of gifts You got to give, drop top got to shift Do I miss him or not yeah I toggle with But no goo goo ga ga sh**, I'm a grown a** man But he set me up with a grown a** plan I don't drink a lot, yet I smoke a bit No pork little girl with the kosher lips Black panther growl with a Hip-Hop style [And songs with niece?] know by your child Black American to Vietnam It's all [colorful son?], yeah I see that bond Pops said Jason better free that mind I did not forget don't you see that mom You believe this was left back in '79 Pa** life rhymes way back before my time (I'm glad I listened when my father was rapping to me) [Hook: Raw Poetic] Control the road that I walk on And everything that I hop on And where I'm playing my part on The game I [play/place?] is my stages In my head remain ageless Forgetting names but no faces (I give thanks to my pops for being around) [Verse 2: Raw Poetic] Pops stay straight face no frown See the world upside when you feeling down I walk my own path down [?] deeper steps [With my wake and through my pictures, I see connects?] With a patchy beard, and my laid back eyes Chip off the old block yet [?] Now my time begins when night [?] Peace to Gwendolyn Brooks, parties I meant them Reminiscing, speak on visions [We sew mission?], yeah I did them But I need something different y'all Living on the edge, you a fixed to fall Pops said son you got to move ahead Leave all this behind before you're gone and dead So I'ma get one before I die Ain't nothing like black American pie (I'm glad I listened when my father was rapping to me) [Hook: Raw Poetic] Control the road that I walk on And everything that I hop on And where I'm playing my part on (I give thanks to my pops for being around) The game I [play/place?] is my stages In my head remain ageless Forgetting names but no faces [Verse 3: Raw Poetic] The world in my head is one adventure The one outside needs space to enter Like Alcatraz trynna escape Virginia Drank [to went?], pa** out, can't remember Where I started, dearly departed Left me a message got to move regardless 545 is when the dream done started 12 last night's when brain done farted I drank too much alcohol Talk like I hand it out for all Can't remember too much from [a far/my fall?] Let's continue (when) tomorrow (Papa was a great old man) [Hook 2x: Raw Poetic] Control the road that I walk on And everything that I hop on And where I'm playing my part on The game I [play/place?] is my stages In my head remain ageless Forgetting names but no faces