American Pie

[Verse 1: Jon Connor] Come with me if you will, if I could take you back in time Back in high school, hitting skins was the only thing on my mind Eleventh grade, boy, you couldn't tell me shit, I was in my prime Moms blocking your cell phone, tired of girls tying up the line I mean, I spent so much time trying to get ass and, yeah, I did I think back, I thank the Lord, I wasn't ready to have no kid I'm on the phone till five in the morning, knowing I gotta get up early for class Mama said I need to slow down, but I told her all these girls so fast Look, all these girls so fine, all these girls got to be mine So many times I said, "It's only you," knowing damn-well I was lying Saying, "I love you," and, "It's just you," I ain't even gotta touch you Running that game, nah, girl, I ain't even tryna rush you I ran into this chick I used to hit, aw yeah, she was bad Now she got five babies, four baby-daddies, yo, this shit's sad Now I think back to them times I used to make an empty promise I think, "Is this my fault?" Shit's just weight on my conscious, for real [Hook: Lia Mack] The weather changes winds, they blow Sun will shine amidst the snow If only chose how we fall It'd be too easy to brush it off So it ends, and it begins So it ends, and it begins So it ends, and it begins So it ends... [Verse 2: Jon Connor] Beauty is her gift, and her beauty is her curse Look, between home and school, she don't know which one is worse Every nigga tryna hit it so she don't know what she worth When she gave it to her first, he went around saying he hit it first Now, picture that, now she bitter Her daddy used to hit her Yeah, nigga had a temper Used to get touched on by the babysitter All that shit's still in her But we ain't tripping, we just walk on by Wave when we say hi But what's inside, made her use her bathroom breaks to go and cry We don't ask, so she don't tell, so she figures nobody cares Teen years have us isolated thinking nobody there Insecure about what to wear She hates the person that's in the mirror But as a teen, all we seen was light skin with pretty hair Teachers used to think that she was fast, all cos of how she looked But jealousy don't stop just cos they grown, you'll learn that in no book Her beauty was a burden On the inside, she was still hurting Never found herself and now she grown and still searching It was... [Hook: Lia Mack] [Verse 3: Jon Connor] She had posters all on her wall Of her favourite artists, she'd call Her girl to pick her up when she want to go catch niggas down at the mall Don't judge a book by its cover I say judge a book by the authour What no God is there if my father Wanna go hit the club with his daughter Daughter probably 'bout just as lost, she ain't got no chance Just a victim of circumstance None of this shit was in the plans Nah, not still living at home with her moms Not get knocked up by no slob Niggas spend all day playing 2K, ain't thinking about no job They say, "Girl, getchu an athlete," like that mentality helps She takes all kinds of abuse, dude, she don't know how to fend for herself Her mouth will tell you all kind of lies, but her eyes will tell you the truth Behind that pretty face, there's so much pain that we never knew And that's... Real! [Hook: Lia Mack]