Yo this song is called “The Threes.” I wrote it a couple days ago but something happened to me today that made me wanna spit it so here it is.
[Verse 1]
His name is Alex, he’s trying to find balance Even though prone to silence, he had obvious talents He could paint a picture with more than a thousand words If only the skills that he had had been encouraged But instead he’s enraged, feels locked in a cage He should never have to feel this way at whatever age Or walk of life, he got knocked around Almost lost his sight but picked himself up off the ground Dusted off his shoulder like a Jay-Z song Got a new lease on life and thought, “Well maybe they’re wrong.” Asked his mom for new brushes, a few new canvases Thirteen years old, newfound happiness
[Bridge]
Yo, you have to encourage communication, art, different languages, different foods, different cultures. It’s our children. It’s a beautiful and colourful world that we live in, now let’s explore it together.
[Chorus]
A child be born who found shelter from the storm This is a true story, you’ve heard it before Somewhere, someone, somehow, someway We’re never promised tomorrow today, rebirth
[Verse 2]
Her name was Allyah so she had beautiful features She was loved by her family, adored by her teachers But she felt like a creature alone in the darkness Cause every time she’d try to eat something she’d vomit She was confused, she didn’t know why She hid it for a long time but time passed by And eventually caught her, her parents are concerned Like what’s up with our daughter? We’ll take her to a doctor He gives her some water and asked her some questions A two hour session, they make some progression His suggestion’s that she’s bulimic She accepts it, her parents can’t believe it But they stand strong for her cause she needs them Sixteen years old, newfound freedom
[Bridge]
Yo, this happens in schools everyday but don’t worry, you’re not alone.
[Chorus x 2]
[Verse 3]
His name was John, he had his dad’s firearm in his palm And thought about his life gone wrong His pregnant girlfriend upset and crying His best friend he’d just lost to drunk driving Plus he’s been fired from his fourth job He’s stressed, depressed, and feels like a poor slob He takes the gun and kneels down before God Says a little prayer, puts the muzzle to his ear Let’s the trigger click but there’s nothing in the clip He falls over on the floor and almost feels sick And in that very moment, he saw his life’s worth A blessing, not a curse, he needs to see his baby’s birth And make grandparents out of his folks Nineteen years old, newfound hope
[Bridge]
Yo, sometimes you just gotta be a shoulder to lean on, you know what I mean? This is called The Threes.
[Chorus x 2]
[Outro]
But the story I was gonna tell y’all about happened to me this afternoon. I was out just running around, you know just running errands and this cat comes up to me and gives me this piece of poetry and I read it and it was beautiful. So I said, “Man, can give this back to you?” He said, “No, it’s yours. I want you to keep it before I commit suicide.” I was like, “What?” He said, “Man. My life isn’t going very well for me right now.” He was kind of down so we went to my house, burned one, you know, had some tea and just talked. Talked about life and the importance of it, the value of it and hopefully I shed some light on it for him, you know? Yo be happy with what you do, man. Rebirth. This is a story about three children which could be anybody’s life. Could be your life, my life, just keep your head up. It’s a beautiful thing you got ahead of you. For real.