Coming Home

Someone get my city on the phone Tell them I'm coming home It's been a different kind of life on the road Tell them I'm coming home Many don't make it where I come from I Think we should make a toast Come a mighty long way from the road Tell them I'm coming home It's that motherfuck your couch I'm Rick James They don't know my story but they didn't my name Bet they knew my chin way before they knew my face But I'd rather chase money than the stories these days Read all about, re-read all about it Made it from the rubble through the struggle to the mountains Now I'm looking down at all the reasons why I doubted Almost lost my way for a second but I found it Almost lost my way but I'm Moses with the cane Almost lost my brother he got able with the game Still can't feel my lungs but I'm in love with Mary Jane Now I see the clouds from different kinds of paper planes Never worked this hard to stay the same, I'm different Got a new smile, got a new spirit got a new heart I'm lifted Tell them badman keep their distance Tell them badman keep their distance Someone get my city on the phone Tell them I'm coming home It's been a different kind of life on the road Tell them I'm coming home Many don't make it where I come from I Think we should make a toast Come a mighty long way from the road Tell them I'm coming home Someone get my mama on the phone she don't have to miss me Saving all the love I give to you, I go hipster with me Night time from my lowest I get no-one I get demons with me Now I roam the jungle with my pride I got Simbas with me I know they been plotting on my angels But they just can't put dents in my halos Save a penny save a pound save a peso Hit them all before they lay low Before I lay my crown hope I grow to make a queen Royal from the soil throwing stones don't make you king (ah) Pray I don't fall prey to violent things (ah) Even with my back against the ring (ah) Never worked this hard to stay the same, I'm different Got a new smile, got a new spirit got a new heart I'm lifted Tell them badman keep their distance Tell them badman keep their distance Someone get my city on the phone Tell them I'm coming home It's been a different kind of life on the road Tell them I'm coming home Many don't make it where I come from I Think we should make a toast Come a mighty long way from the road Tell them I'm coming home And round and round and round and round Much reason to celebrate Young black boy dun made it you know Let's be honest I could've flexed boy back when like Shakespeare with the bollocks Fell from grace I don't need forgiveness till I'm old in age reminiscing on my golden days Teaching wrong from right with my old mistakes hold the page Let me get my mind right These day's I'd rather listen than talk The wise man knows he knows nothing at all I Put down the club on my evolutionary walk That means I changed my own pathway before I could crawl as if fate decided To let karma take the wheel I'm filled with a beautiful emptiness welcoming You are welcome if I need time to help me then I'll be it Who's words reach further The man who whispers peace to find peace Or that who yells his troubles some to exalt his troubles Won't you help me find the solace you promised Trying hard to forget fleeting euphorias I can't keep on running if I don't know what from I can't keep chasing a moment that's already gone So if I reach for the stars hope I fall on the moon And if I fall hopefully they don't forget me to soon Tell my city I'm coming home