Scattered Pictures

[Intro] I'd like to have you sit back for just a little while I want to tell you my story, my life story And I'm sure, some where along the line That you will find comfort, joy and peace Just like I did Would you go with me for just a few moments Back to my childhood [Verse] Vowed to never look twice in my book of life I'm on Chapter 20 Turning my pages backwards really show how far I've come Just a young buck itching to buzz, the womb is the gun Moms pushed me out her chamber, the doc caught a hots one She must've threw them headphones over her full blown stomach Turning my cocoon radioactive transforming within a woman My life begun it, skip to chapter two And see a picture of my father running My 2nd birthday; he never bothered coming But broke his neck to come through My mom's crib to come through My mom's ribs and within nine months I came to He created a splitting image in more ways than one And the face of his baby son and through our door ways to run How could you retreat on a part of you that comes out of your own needs? So when that n*gga let my mom suffer for 5 long weeks Met my old dude and gave him a chance I was still young watching cartoons Playing with toys and staining my pants Step Daddy psssst please, it feels like blood The same type of needle takes from you and fills right up Our bond became strong as teflon, Moms stress gone She pressed on like a piece of vinyl recording the best song Speaking of songs when the speakers were on and connected to the stereo She would play a lot of old school records Music plays a big part And it would stay that way til I'm old and gray And until things get dark Kind of how my future look Hate to use the book of my past Wishing that I could forget the page that I was on last Bringing the storm back to my spiritual garden I know rain equals growth But even the earth couldn't survive 40 times in a row But it's my life I can't lose the page So let's see daddy leaves and then this music thing Oh here we go, Moms threw vinyl on the stereo Pumping the sweet tunes She would sing lullabies to help me close my eyes And the wee hours of the night They finally got married Their wedding vows they recite Kissed the bride To my Pops was like a kiss of life A true and living resurrection 'Til the rain came harder It's an erection You see they just married And they was talking about below and it clicked She tried to cock back and squeeze But it jammed, she miscarried Now this very situation happened later on in the chapter Her insides She's torn from the baby gone in the after Now you can take that both ways My auntie dies Proven in beat that we don't stay And they keep telling me that it's gon' be ok But it transformed for lies On top of that this young cat Gets weaker in the eyes And even through the bad times Music was always there for me Me with a pen and a loose leaf Equals one big orgy Cumming with it My feelings inside become a sentence Snatching thoughts from a black cloud That hung in distance And got good at it Just a skinny black kid with thick glasses and book baggage And a torn jacket But looking back I can hear them cracking jokes again It's hard to see the future With a scratched lense and broken frame...