Lost Boys (feat. Eligh, CookBook & Chris Felix)

"Run, run, lost boy," they say to me, "Away from all of reality." Yo, right before 2005 my father up and died Never knew what's up inside, said he was cool but he musta lied Mustered up the strength because "I must survive," muscles aching, so much pain I see inside my mother's eyes Mother why? Why did he die? Why did he leave us? Ain't we some good believers? We always put our faith in Jesus He heals diseases, man, I take it back He took a wonderful life and made it wack, fade to black In my father's house we stayin at, we facin' lack She start to disrespect my mother, I ain't taking that, take it back We made a pact but girl I'm gonna break it I do what's best for Jason, she started doing some investigation You turned my friends against me, you had my father's blessing He even lent you money, man I'm bout to learn a lesson And I'm gonna have to learn it on my own, I'm all alone My daddy's gone, and my family's torn, 2005 and I felt the scorn We fought about it one evening late Then I brushed it aside, like nothing Debate within my brain, between the Grains of sand... Time will pass, and she'll forgive, and I'll forget, its nothing big, nothing to Be concerned about, love is bigger Than the both of us, I doubt it will Linger past the fight But nights and days passed, and she's depressed I broke the plain of trust and now it's dead Inside her chest, I can't resuscitate the heart The part is played I slayed us both By letting too much time pass Laziness, and avoidance killed the dove And filled the void with doubt, and now It rots... the consequence of Abandonment, speak up, or lose her That's accurate... Me and you can work this out If you can find inside Me and you can work this out Don't forget, or abandon me... My dad left this world at age 37 Didn't expect to leave a lifetime of questions Thought I got my lessons, they've all come in sessions I make my confessions, each one is getting deeper Tried to be a teacher looking for a leader Siblings my seniors, mom the cheerleader Mom got remarried, Mark tried to carry The burden left behind from the father we buried No way to understand the weight of a missing man Or calculate missed time on a second hand No chance to plan, no way to say goodbye A lifetime of why and an occasional cry Too many goodbyes in this life add up Dips and ties things end abrupt My soul erupts with a proper corrective I'm trying to bring myself a fresh perspective