I love forever young and wrote back to it too… it’s almost accurate except it be one big day where you can hit rewind… you can’t hit rewind and there is nothing I hate more than NOT sleeping!!!
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@Candy this is what I wrote in response to “Forever Young”
After the hook...
I think from where we are from we understand more and judge less.
We can appreciate the fact that hey we are not perfect but we are trying our best.
We appreciate that life can pick up and change directions at any given moment… so I guess we learn to live for the day, knowing that tomorrow is not promised.
And in the memory of those who have fell, we tip bottles to pay homage.
In youth, there’s hardly a past and the future is never ending, unpredictable, an open door way.
And if at times it appears we don’t hear what you say, we just really have to watch which moves we play.
Whether it be ignorance or for better word - lack of awareness… cause when we grow we up realize there is just too much to lose.
And sometimes we feel we just didn’t have too many directions to choose.
Hook...
Sometimes we are not as willing to compromise as much or take that leap of faith cause at times it has evaded.
Unless you’ve been guided in faith you don’t realize he’s not gone just temporary faded.
There is hope – because we have to hope that there are / at least can be / many more days coming.
And don’t try to understand because we definitely march to the beat of different drumming.
But at the same time in living for today – you are not necessarily expecting a tomorrow.
And sometimes we do some pretty weird things to conquer that sorrow.
A goal not attained is not that big of a deal – cause we just find another one.
All the while we keep it real with who we are while just trying to get it done.
Possibilities. Endless possibilities. That’s all we hear.
But tell that to me during drill day when I got to channel and conquer that fear.
Hook...
I think back to survival mode – and it wasn’t ever all that bad “we survived through the bad parts” on auto pilot, whether that be angels that carried us or something of the other sorts
We made it to fight another day.
Looking back like damn – how did it get done doing it that way?
I guess when it comes to people like us – we shouldn’t look back – cause when we do it leaves us with so many questions. Too many questions. Every move scrutinized and under attack.
We appreciate that nothing and no one is perfect
Even though at times we feel we don’t deserve it.
But until that bell has rung, Im a live forever young.
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Drill day… “are you gonna drop the bomb or not” in how many times and how many ways but I’m a soldier and a general and if shit pop off I’m prepared to help even though you can’t really predict that until the time come… I was one that swore I’d never pull it and almost did so like… we worked a lot on my anger. You never know until that actual moment is here… I guess that’s why it can feel so real and even so personal… like how I was cracking up at the man walking down the street fist in the air looking like he’s talking mad shit to god or swearing he ready… then I drove by 10 minutes later and his ass was passed out on the ground ambulance and all… and nah I don’t know facts just waiting or the “we will see”
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That’s my opinion… I would like to read more from people who know better than me
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“Watch the body tilt when you hit the head” it’s sadistic but that part cracks me up in “Stay Schemin” I don’t ever wanna be on the other side of that though…
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I wrote this to Styles P been around… I listen to it when I’m sad
I used to say I’d never do a bid, and ain’t nothing in life more important then the kids
That the code of the streets was more loyal then your profile is
And that id give my life if it would give him back his
I’d say hit, shot, smoke when I’d stand in their circle
Then I lost my mind and they only cared how my birds call
When your walking or marching or just airing it out
People see you different then their reAsable doubt
They think your spoiled or special and can’t understand the fall or the respect due
They didn’t know It was half faith in My God that I was trying to show you too
You Look them in the eye and turn, tell them to shoot you in the back that’s how our law do
Or living by a code we seem to all lose
The only codes we ever understood or respect
Then they look me at can’t understand the harsh deck
And I say it’s prolly when my family left that I died
Smile and wave...
And it’s in only in secret when And if I ever cried
I’d say I’m still a lot like you
Just different, that’s why the respect too
My own seeds hate me, and I didn’t trade my life instead that’s just how fate be
And if I did it for one I did it for all... but I guess it’s just how the fallen and the walking dead fall...
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