Riding Home

Really?

Yo, yes problems solved aka mattafix.

Wait, the same little boy with the cassette tape?

The big foot jeans, awaiting at the school gate

Late night thoughts, he's tearing up the paper

And here's the soundbite ten years later

He took the yard to the city an he mixed it

Mattafixed it, now he's on some sick shhh

So keep your money and your cars and your deals

I'm riding home on the same two wheels

Gimme the tune and (?)

Even if it don't mean the same

But every time i'll sing for you

But every time i'll sing for you

[x2]

Wait the same little boy they used to underestimate?

Made a great escape with only practice

An attic and a mattress

This same man is trying to hatch this game plan

And catch a vibe make it world wide

Spirals of idols and rivals labelled as a dreamer

Stroll as the world rolls by you in a beamer

Now empathize if you know how it feels

Riding home on the same two wheels

I made my best friends

From the west indies to the west end

In every corner in every section

Perfection, long lasting connection

The little boy with the clear skin complexion

Afternoons and i'm scrubbing old sneakers

In time to the vibes from my makeshift speakers

An assortment laments from my walkman

I'm still trying to walk good though

I'm slightly awkward

Gimme the tune and (?)

Even if it don't mean the same

But every time i'll sing for you

But every time i'll sing for you

Will see you bought and sold, and sold, riding home

So, things didn't work out exactly how i planned it

No matter how you brand it i'm still the same bandit

Essentially the story of the 21st century

Kid make your music cause it's meant to be

Music cause it's meant to be

I'm making music cause it's meant to be

You never know what it meant to me

Now if you're bought and sold, and sold you're riding home