1955 Lyrics

If one of us win we all gotta eat

If one of us fail then we all at our feet

If one of us win we all gotta eat, if one of us fail then we all at our feet

Simple as a piece of sweet and sugar filled pie

Three points on scale one fourth on a high

Really it's a blessing all my homies by my side

I've had some die and passed some by

And have some who had some who made us cry

We all fell in love once upon an old time

I tend to think a lot when everything ain't too lit

Like what's one failure if success don't exist

How long I gotta go to peace out, hit the dip

Catch a plane, ride the wave, tell the fam I don't exist

And I love my fam, I love my life

I love I get to chase what was once not a right

Cause moms was dirt poor and my pops would skate by

And my grandparents were immigrants who listened to sky

What if, rest in peace, my grandfather never tried

Settled down where he started back in 1955…