O'hene Savant - I'm Thinking About You lyrics

Verse 1: I am - a product of my environment My pain's the product and yah keep buyin' it Reflecting on hardships hopin' ya hearin' me It's more than a song y'all, this is my therapy If it wasn't for the mics that I told my problems to Probably wouldn't have made it through things that I've been through The chords that I play are the tears that I didn't shed Spending nights with strangers in different beds Is it fair that I write this, recite this? Isn't it clear that my life's what my life is? So my coldness is the warmness you feel in your chest whenever you turn me on it's The reason I've acquired the fire within me Why I'm inspired and I am a emcee My entries in my journal's eternal And that includes the tracks I lay words to Chorus: I'm thinkin' ‘bout you I'm thinkin' ‘bout you I'm thinkin' ‘bout you I'm thinkin' ‘bout you Verse 2: I'm from the lineage of Bob Marley You want thugs that rap that I'm not sorry I got Garvey and [?] and Malcolm In my mind and the tunes of this album The fountain of soul I've been baptized in Every track I invent, I spazz, I vent, I Am jazz, I am reincarnated Mozart with the pen While most turn to pop and alternative rock I'm not, I remain on alternative watch Very organic, O is the soundtrack to your planet This is for manic depressed and poor addicts The gospel of winos that I know He who trusts the bottle not God yo A soul model in desperate times I think of you as I sketch this rhyme Chorus: I'm thinkin' ‘bout you I'm thinkin' ‘bout you I'm thinkin' ‘bout you I'm thinkin' ‘bout you Verse 3: Wish my mother could've seen all the things I achieved She never saw her son outside of the grief I've been on television plus made CDs Started three businesses, not to mention my seeds She never got to see even one of my shows Even though she's the one that I wanted to most It's with that in mind that I craft this rhyme Feeling like giving up but I can't ‘cause mom Watches me and possibly I could be the prophet see I'd be a fool to make mockery of prophecy There is a child in a house that's abusive And my music is what his refuge is Could I refuse it, my calling to speak life And be light in the dark when they need light? I rewrite every sin in my family, sacrifice and agony Chorus: I'm thinkin' ‘bout you I'm thinkin' ‘bout you I'm thinkin' ‘bout you I'm thinkin' ‘bout you