Jamie

[Verse] I always wanted to do it big That's why the Latin King Pres Hip Hop and filthy politics Allured me growing up All these characters Playing prototypes in my story Through skill, or hustle Campaigning Or manipulation Big was written on their poker faces Pocket books And praises Praised by bystanders, haters And fanatics alike - It was contagious The pull of man's worship Always called me But 6am consistently intrigued me Jaime Waking up from Sunday to Sunday Consistently serving Pulpit to the boiler room Liquor store corner to the library Spanish radio halls To the sick halls of hospitals Serving Father of 4 Husband of 1 Serving, Uncompromising shepherd To one of Chicago's 7 7 Serving, Father of the fatherless Yet unsung servant serving Every time I gravitated To a definition of false manhood His dynamic example left me undone And everytime I sought To wave off Christ As a traditional religion Jaime's supernatural way of loving Undid my conviction How do you front on what's real? Grown man Showing up to every Sullivan Hoop Squad game - Real The fatherless squad called him Pops How could I front on real? Instead of cadillac riding To the parish You'd see my father perish Walking in worn down dress shoes From Hermitage to Glenwood and back Seminario, West Side, and back Almost like back was his forward And decrease was his glory "A Dios sea la gloria" he would say "You got to die to self always In order to resurrect things." Perishing South Side, Pastor Ford Pulled me to the side Lion in his eyes Told me "Your's Jaime's reflection Don't neglect it." Honestly, I respected pops But inside I wanted Bigger things to mess with Not pastoral stressing Late night messages Compassionate counseling sessions Funeral blessings And Gospel proclamations Not to mention Nor little pay grades And counter - American Materialism decisions I wanted life big Like Big But Jaime showed me what life is Big is all the little things Most don't give The pennies amounting to a million Over investing a whole life Give Philippians 2 type greatness Emptiness makes full - Give The silent leader makes bigger waves Through persistant ripples That most big men miss Live, Small and make God big Pushing me to reflect On my definition of success Cause Jaime reflected God's message of redemption the best Which left me perplexed On how few father's are Actually Christ like present And how I am undeservingly blessed So when I look into Zion's eyes May he see Jaime's refection And in so doing See Christ's Reality, Death And Resurrection