Sophisticated Ignorance

it like 2012 in your bedroom, I’m in love with cyla..
you never said that we was too young, just to make sure I got her..
and my daddy locked up again, ain’t no surprise huh?
and my mama feel like she losing her oldest child but..
you calm me down and cheer me up, and tell me im gon do it big
it can’t cover the lifelong damage of hearing that I ain’t shit
so it’s like fuck school, ima graduate and that’s bout it..
grades never reflected my amount of knowledge, just work I did..
now you got ulcers and stressed out bout everything that’s going on
and I tell you just chill out we never ever really down for long
I went out and got me a job, to get some pressure off your chest
and now I’m going to college cus you say that’s what’s best
and when I graduate, my diploma’s yours cus you stayed when everyone left
you stayed through me selling drugs, failing classes, and murder threats..
so when I move up to Chicago, start packing too.
cus I’m saving you a room, it’s my turn to spoil..
and you deserve it..look what you’ve done for me yeah..