Holiday

[Homeboy Sandman] It must be the holidays You called me who you are Then say love me [sample] It must be the holidays You hold me here in your arms And say love me [verse 1] My brother grew up in the projects He fully never had no prospects I made a record about how progress is a process but he don't feel the concept He thinking about the fast money When I'm gone, he never ask for me I tell him no gracias to grass, he embarrassed for me He and the brothers that he hang with Look at me like I speak another language My uncle in and out of jail He always making jokes that I'll be in and out of Yale And just cause I'm not always in and out of tale And faithful to my lady maybe I am not a male I like to say that I don't care But relatives be not relating to me like I'm weird At least on holidays I see them once or twice a year Yeah [hook] [verse 2] My sister be going hard though "I love you but why you still ain't got a car for" "I live in the city, what I need a car for" "so people could see you got a car, bro" Even though I'm always sharing it Somehow it's like I don't exist if I ain't wearing it Don't matter if there's no comparing it It doesn't matter unless everyone is blaring it My cousin loves to go clubbin' She loves places if you look broke you can't come in She got two kids from casual cuttin' Sometimes black eyes, her shades are not covering She think putting up with that is how to find a husband I understand they go through things to which I am not accustomed But holidays shouldn't be the only time I hug them [hook] How insane Always looking for what's different instead of seeing what's the same As far as hip hop, nothings scarier than a two parent household in a middle class area And don't let you go to school Unless you on the corner on a on a stool Recognize that otherwise you best be on the corner with a tool Or headed toward the corner with your crew I'm sorry I'm so lucky I'd take the heat if that would take it off you, trust me I'm thankful for the times the po nine did not bust me I know I'm fortunate to recognize that God loves me You could see that from a mile away So sometimes it's hard to see the light of day The justice system and the prisons, man, they gotta wait Cause I hardly see my families except for holidays