Jharee - Retrospective lyrics

[NOM] It's 97 and we, living in that city house And know it's kind of sh**ty sounding, but to me it's so astounding Memories of my mother's saying the sweetest things She'd wake me up for school and she'd tell me that I'll be a king And I know, I know it wasn't always easy But you kept the table full, and Power Rangers on the TV Never greedy, all the f**ing lengths you went to feed me Probably sell your own arms just to never see me needy And believe me, I was too clean in the summer time Daddy working double time, just to get my number 9's And if it meant working on the Labor Day It seems he always made a way to make my f**ing natal day Remember we were parlay, through a pissy hallway On the fall day to celebrate like, all day And in my mind I see it so vividly Just daddy, and little me, such powerful imagery A wonderful memorie Cause I remember well, the first time I ever hit a L Just trying to free my mind from a mental state of living hell See I was planning on living well A young teen with a dream breaking free of his parental shell I'm with my n***as, four deep in a garage Playing Cudi on the phone, as we're living a mirage Just feeling like we had the world right in our palms Doing sh** that had the more heads reciting out songs But now I'm righting my wrongs when I'm writing these songs Hoping my vision get the younger n***as psyched when I'm gone Cause see, my only plan is to inspire a squire But my n***as and some fool in a tire before I get old, expire or retire See I got it all planned out, don't need a hand out I'm just trying to stand out And in my mind, I see it so vividly Even if they belittled me, they could never get rid of me Such powerful imagery