Nostalgia
Written by: "Youngman Rumble" T. Pierce
On my way to burning forever I was forever burning with passion
It started 'cause I didn’t have a story as dramatic
Had average burdens not enough baggage
Before you knew it I was deep enough to catch Brett's passes
That's far now here we are my Lord
Who would’ve ever thought?
Who else would've bought me without finding me too costly?
Without knowledge of your mercy I'd a said you overpaid 'em
Obtained a human identity
Renounced your supremacy
Taking on a deadly ultimatum
That's why you were born like Jason
To pardon those who enter in courts with praises
And to plead your children's cases
Defender of the defendant and accuser of the plaintiff
Lawyer, doctor, patient like the ill
As I battled up the hill like Jack and Jill
Slipped back and still never let me hit the pavement
Said you'd never leave and I never was forsaken
Thanks are surely in order when I feel the nostalgia
Should I wake can't wait to praise you, Father