If it wasn’t for the…
Warm drafts of recycled breath that circulates
While short skirts and sandals the ladies emulate
White tees and wife beaters the fellas style
Profiling avenues dolo for dozure more less like exposure
I probably wouldn’t remember it was Summer…
If it wasn’t for the…
Shine on that truck that struck gold
While viewing his advantage for hope
It struck a nerve, he’s sitting on alldays
It would take me all days to get were he at… anyways
But I probably wouldn’t remember it was all for the dough…

If it wasn’t for the…
Late nights and blind folds of the nitelife
Sacrificing ones idol time to become twice as nice
Feeling it and willing to submit to the Dark Vader
Sending rhythms through my ear drums speaking in seducing tongues
I probably would remember It was less then a feeling…

If it wasn’t for the…
Healing of the sickness, bad and still forgiven
Comforting when choices made were offensive
Confidence in me when I wasn’t feeling living
Love when it really wasn’t given…
Ohhh how I probably wouldn’t remember how my parents loved me…

If it wasn’t for the…
The lies, the people and my youth questioning
Being hushed then asked to stand and speak on faith
Giving testimonies of “His” work like I had no ability
Fallen on my knees as if I had no stability, like my agilities vacant
I most likely could remember I was a saint…

But if it wasn’t for the…
Truth left here from our roots
Descendants with Righteous Souls and Attributes
Prophets, philosophers who had a intellectual mental
Dealing with Fact no fiction everything knowledged allowed the extension…
I know I could remember… I painted that picture…

How could I forget that this life was my 1st love….