1500 Witchita

1500 Wichita Avenue, who woulda knew? Premonitions why I'm reminiscing My therapist left on me about a month ago, only God to listen In my heart I want to make a difference, I want to make amends I want to do right by my people who love me, ease the tension I need a Grand Theft Auto mission I want a better life for my kids, preferably like Shy I want to make it out the trenches, Concrete rose, who woulda knew On RevoltTV, speak it into existence And ain't nobody gonna listen, trust me I know Used to hang by the store, pockets was broke, couldn't afford A third of what I dreamed about, pride and ego was low But that's the moral of the lesson, another chapter in my story, giving God the glory My babies adore me, Christian Dior me, if I'm doing too much, just help me out, don't ignore me How can I trust that you for me, how can I trust that you wouldn't backdoor me? We need more father figures in the world, like Roger and Courtney It's finally clicking in Beverly Hills, no Dorothy There's no place like home, there's no place like home, there's no place like home Home, sweet home Back in the city, vacation from Texas, valuable lessons I learned It was all unexpected, at the same time ah blessing He showed me that we are beloved, He showed me His love everlasting