Lil Bob

Lil Bob in the shadows

Hood up

Head low

Where the cold wind go, he go

Lil Bob got a scar on his chin

Learned young how the long nights spin

Grandma said “boy, that path too thin”

He just laughed, let the dark crawl in

Late bus home, backpack full of plans

Teachers wrote him off, never gave a chance

Pocket full of change, chip on his stance

Eyes on the door, always ready to advance

Lil Bob in the shadows

Heart like a padlock, rust on the chain

Walk that line where the fear feels shallow

But it still burn deep in the back of his brain

Lil Bob in the shadows

Wrong side of mercy, right side of pain

Tryna turn curse into gold tomorrow

Still drag his past like a ball and a chain

Lil Bob know silence too well

Talk soft, but his temper can swell

Seen friends laid out, white sheet, motel

He keep names in his phone like a little hell

One text ping, now the night unfolds

Quick deal, quick cash, get cold, stay bold

He want more than the stories he told

But every step out feel bought and sold

He thinking

What if I rise in the daylight? (daylight)

What if this city don’t define my name? (my name)

He staring

At his face in a cracked mirror

Can a shadow ever walk out the frame?