3 Way Radio

Can you hear me? I can hear you Can you hear me? I can hear you I'm reaching out and all I hear is white noise Faith and family First and foremost Write my journals Learn from scripture On my journey New behavior I'm in a 3-way Not what you think though No My time is split up And times a changing Getting mixed up in it Got my fix, but never fixed, so shit What if I miss my way To give you the gist of it I'd be remiss If I didn't at least complete my stay I had to leave Stuck on my mind like it's Beats by Dre Not the head Phony buds I pray For them to understand At least one day Know that it's me The same GZ For at least one day Where and what and who I spend my time with Take in the time to rewind and unwind it I'm hearing voices Talking to me each day Stuck in the middle of my mind It's a 3-way My mind Each night Chases you The one that sees my flight Knows I'm a Star Replaced into Another face and night Not my place to write But God's Grace has maced my sight Blind faith Hope I make it right Goin one hundred I'm talking straight through lights Two different opinions of minds of the making that I'm taking a break from the time that I've taken Self-educating my mind to the truths of what's our role and what's the use Confucius in the booth confused on which to choose Home of the brave, getting high on your spirit cruise Put down the booze Be you And just act smooth No need to do what others frequently abuse Occasionally I do it if I choose There's no rules in life what we go through I say follow my lead not tell you what to do Where and what and who I spend my time with Take in the time to rewind and unwind it I'm hearing voices Talking to me each day Stuck in the middle of my mind It's a 3-way Got to work more On myself and for my children All God's people That I'm singing and beginning To show them Another way to learn and see the purpose Scratching the surface, dive in don't be nervous Put the time in Understand that I earned this Arts and crafts are skills to be a wordsmith Blast off the rustic type explosion Magnolia farms demolition is exposing The support beams that are frozen Within my dojo With my Jojo Still on my street Just need some more shit A couple houses Give each kid one Me and the misses Will pick our patterns Passing planets Skipping Saturn Ring on my finger The one and only From my father Dug below me