Can't Do This Alone

I do this for the love, it's pro bono

Pat and Navy, can't do this alone, but this a solo

Big brodie like how Appa is to Momo

My Jamaican mans deliver me the homegrown

I put my heart on the line, a lot I don't show

Coast clear, post post, crossbar, woodworks

Good hurt showing me the ropes

The s**t I wrote is sincere, sincerely, yours

I be counting blackbirds along the porch

The love I give is transferred

When I was born, my mama said I didn't hurt

My father scorned, taught me how to love the Earth

How to love me first, lift a living curse

The feeling lovely, word

Moving swiftly down this road of life, another turn

Another trip around the Sun, another castle burned (What?)

Cat got your tongue? Nah, I was just immersed

Within this very moment, my home is just a church

This a sanctuary, my only job to serve

Service keep me grounded and struck a lot of nerves

Purge, I was bloodletting, something gotta work

With lavender and rosemary, sage, frankincense and myrrh

My ma also said that I didn't hurt

See, with Carlos, it was a natural birth

He had her feeling it, he was her first

So for me, tried to ask for an epidural

But it was too late, ready to burst out the belly

Ready to immerse myself in the world, collect me some turf

Put a Wiki flag in the dirt and went to work

When stuck in the crib, went berserk

But ain't no telling where he went with his words

Then I tripped and fell, my ex put a spell on me, a curse

Learned some brujería her abuela teach

Lifted it 'cause her love was too real for me

So eventually, I prevailed, but it's early, see

I'm on a journey still

Sage gave me what I need to continue to tell

Bad or good, everything I've been through

So you don't make the same mistakes that Wik do

What I gotta do to get through without copping a brew

Twist off the top for a brief moment, put a stop to the blues

But then it turn into a cycle, ain't no stopping the blues

So I had to put a stop to the booze, popped me some shrooms

Locked in, dropped some heat on top of the beat

And I don't need a stage, do it on the block, on the street

Paid the price properly, stayed practicing monogamy

Married to the game, that's all I can see

If it divorce me, forced to run weed, get some custies

No, I swore in front of the priest, not likely

The game got me, she'll spot me like my akhi

And I'ma ride or die for the game, that's my wifey, uh