Change

Yela done found his touch a long time ago

Had to walk hours before I found this new kind of road

Had to spend months inside a dark room with my candle broke

But I came out with a light that blinded the antelope

Oh I mean a buck, 'cause I'm buckin' the antidote

Could I be what they though I was, but it's kinda no

And it's kinda yes when addressin' my talent growth

They seen a star but I got life like a planet though

I was just a bud and who knew what the plant would grow

Flowers and I got flower power like Abbey Road

I caught the sun shower drenched in a pot of gold

Bless you with this twinkling powdered smoke

The wind got in my sails in the creek water, no paddle boat

Nobody pickin' me off the ground when my saddle broke

It don't matter though, a horse is a horse

Plus I needed the workout, I'm kinda glad it broke

I'm ecstatic, better yet, I'm in that kind of mode

That classics are made from

I done found my soul through change

(Where will you go now? what will they say?)

I done found my soul through change

(Is it true now, or just play?)

Yeah that's me, with a fifth of that Jack D

Still ridin' dirty to 8-ball MJG

Still got the house in the little hood that raised me

Still know dope boys, I talk to em daily

Still got that red neck family who loves me

Still hop out of trucks in the heart of Dixie

Don't try to pull me back, or apart from my history

Because I'm creative, smart and thrifty

'Cause I'll take a shotgun of PBR's no sippin'

Jump in the Chevy do some Catfish Billy trippin'

Hop on the 808, when I flip then you know I'm flippin'

Never gave a fuck about the lines I cross 'em, I'm playing chicken

Raised in the Bible Belt, but with the cross I was made a Christian

What's up world? I'm in Alabama chillin'

And I just took a shot for the ones who stop when they hit the ceilin'

Drop the top on the 65 in Nash, I can still hear em, they're saying

(Where will you go now? What will they say?)

I done found my soul through change

(Is it true now, or just play?)

I done found my soul through change

(Where will you go now, don't turn around)

Do not succumb to the masses ideas

Over ridicule and judgement

For those who follow the ideas of the weak

Will perish in a dim fog of enlightenment

Become the vision of the mind's eye

And carry your flame to the fire

Do not wait for the fire to carry the flame to you

Build, work, build, work, build, work

Fall down, fail, learn, learn, earn, earn and conquer

Money is a tool for the creation of a creative space

Do not squander the value of a gift from a friend

Family, strangers, enemies, atheists, partisans, pedlers, people

People in this ocean of hungry minds

Feed, do not starve

Start now, wake up

A trillion more lives will live happy before one of those trillion care or not about your happiness

Love yourself and hate only you

If you don't...