lirik lagu fat westbrook - can't seem to find my way (from my time in sitka)
intro
please leave a message after the tone
farrell g, where are you?
i texted you no answer, now i call you no answer
give your mother a call
verse 1
aye, nah my mother wasn’t eddie murphy coming to america
in the 80s, it was the aids and mass hysteria
still she settled in that spring valley area
upon arrival
it was then that the mental was about survival
where everything that ain’t familiar becomes your rival
it’s school shootings, automatic rifles
and the death of school children no longer surprises
when you see it on the news nightly
and that’s the world that she was walking in
english was the second, haitian creole she was talking in
ain’t have the connections, white castle she was clocking in
working overnight so her son won’t have to walk up in the shoes that she was walking in
how she wants her son successful ain’t an option then
or how he needs to get this music sh~t poppin’ then
you see the struggle that i’m rocking with
let me write it down like i’m a novelist:
spring of ’99 she had gave her second baby
after daddy immigrated on the innertube from haiti
maybe, even if her son wasn’t crazy
he could keep up with her version of success and would’ve made it
all they wanna hear about is “yes, dad,” the “yes, mom”
they don’t wanna hear about the son who’s making songs
or the son who would say i might be lost…
verse 2
now i’m in colorado, aspen
moms always asking
how you get your money son? are you out there trappin’?
something were to happen? would you have a back plan?
how long this rappin’ phase gon’ be lasting?
and i know its not the best look
yeezy had donda west, this mama westbrook
uh
she gon’ hold you on resentment
don’t think she wants me more as a dependent, no
now i was on a flight to dr, thinking of starting over
she had been blowing up my phone during the layover
how i plan to leave the country? man, i should’ve told her
she had a fam at 25, and now i’m 25 she thinking that my life is over
doesn’t want my life looking over shoulders
i’m fumbling the opportunities she saw me holding
she had her turn, and now it’s mine, she’s back seat controlling
all her sacrifices felt a betrayal just from the moment
on the phone when i told her…
outro
nah, i can’t like
but nah i really can’t
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