Oh wo ah
Food and Liquor G Bo we here man

Gemini you know how we do FNF

Affirmative no further furnishin' is needed
I believe we are completed dig

We all in agreement on the wallpaper
Happy with the color scheme welcome to the crib
A two family habitat for humanity with a view
Of where the insanity live

My vida loca was built like Bob Villa villa gone

He architected I authored what I harbored
Jimmy Carter from Chicago's westside
Finished my construction now behold
The coming like contracepts

I'm conscious 'cept the cons I kept
From conversations held with the Satan on my shoulder
Which led to steps that kept me lookin' over the shoulder
Like chauffeurs where my angels at
Painful yet merry I ain't Jerry Garcia ma here
But I'm grateful church

We just might be ok after all

Sun gon' shine on these days
It's finna get heavy as heaven
I am Atlas at this manage to balance massive masses
Upon my back without tiltin' my glasses
This was not pilfer from passes of OG's
This is so me ask us
Mini-mansion little homie little Boney
But the rhymes is phat

In fact yeah just like a Rochester customer
God blessed the mothers and younger brothers of hustlas
'Cause she don't wanna sob at his wake
But he wanna follow in his steps
Bend his hat learn his shakes
Master his swagger in the bathroom mirror
Cop a Chevy steady mob in his place

Yeah it's just the problems we face
Look his moms in tha face and promise she straight
We just might be ok after all

Sun gon' shine on these days
Then he leaves the house that love built
That her renovated that section A pays for
Well let's pray for him let the beat play for him
Put his struggles on display for him
'Cause he gotta go and face the drama
With a different face from the one
That he used to face his mama
If you look close you'll see it consist
Of a smile that hurts a ice grill and a trace of trauma
Little bit of his father another criterion
That's no different from a young Liberian
In Mecca delirium weary of livin' in the inner city
Out of his mind literally re-conciliate

I'm cool I don't foretell best
I ain't nicest emcee I ain't Cornel West
I am Cornel Westside Chi-town Guevara
Malcolm exercised the demons gangsta leanin'

He traded in his Kufi for a New Era
Chose a 44 over a mortar board
I ain't an accredited instituted graduate
I ain't from Nazareth
My conception wasn't immaculate I ain't master no calculus

A good addition to the rap audience

I back-flipped on the mattress they slept on me on

Without Joe knowin' is half the battle
Fightin' temptation have a apple

Shake the snakes pimp the system

Let's get into it tabernacle
We just might be ok after all

Sun gon' shine on these days

We just just might be ok

We just just might be ok
We just just might be ok
We just just might be ok
We just just might be ok
We just just might be ok
We just might be ok after all

Sun gon' shine on these days

We just just might be ok ok